Unconditional love is a lofty ideal, but unconditional hate is a fact well documented by history.
True self is the part of us that does not change when circumstances do.
The depressed fall back exhausted from every undertaking.
My mother wanted to shrink from my clinging, but did not.
The aphorism wants to be at the same time both main line and off beat.
The lyric deals with love and sorrow, the aphorism with contradiction and deceit.