I have a sense of comfortableness in love; it isn't grand sweeping passions that I expected to feel.

That's life. It hurts, it's dirty, and it feels very very good.

Will the love I have for you be enough....? To reach out to you when I'm in need, and to try to be here for you when you need me back. And to feel such tendern…

What had been lost was found again. And those who had been hungry without knowing the name of their hunger, were fed.

For tho' I know he loves me, To-night my heart is sad; His kiss was not so wonderful As all the dreams I had.

One that is ever kind said yesterday: 'Your well-beloved's hair has threads of grey, And little shadows come about her eyes; Time can but make it easier to be …

But some day sooner or later our passion would have cooled -- inevitably -- it's the way with everything human.