The worst part of success is trying to find someone who is happy for you.

Words are easy, like the wind; Faithful friends are hard to find.

Find what you love and let it kill you.

So, I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you.

Were all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness, and call it love, true love.