How do you spell: love?" - Piglet "You don't spell it...you feel it." - Pooh

Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused.

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.