My deep affection and appreciation for this novel primarily stemmed from the way that it depicted love. Not only did it depict a more traditional, stereotypical “We were born for each other” teen-romance kind of affectionate romantic love (Milkman with the girl in part 2) but it also portrayed many many different kinds of love. Each and every character in the novel loves someone or something; Macon Dead loves money, power, and status, Hagar holds an obsessive love for Milkman, there’s Lena’s reverse maternal love, to Guitar’s sociopathic love for ‘all black people’, etc. It was beautiful how Morrison interwove all these characters together tangling them in love for different things each with unique motives and desires (basically Morrison is just friggin amazing and jesus would I like to gush about how this novel is so amazing but I can’t because that would take a whole lot of time and space, which I don’t have, so this parenthesis is all ...