romance (2)

You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not.

I think... if it is true that there are as many minds as there are heads, then there are as many kinds of love as there are hearts.

Be careful of love. It'll twist your brain around and leave you thinking up is down and right is wrong.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.