"When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together, that it is inconceivable that you shall ever part, because this is what love is.
Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not a desire to meet every second of the day, lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body....That is just being in love, which any of us can convince ourselves here. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away. Doesn't sound very exciting, does it? But is it."