“Love is the flower of life,
and blossoms unexpectedly and without law,
and must be plucked where it is found,
and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration”
— D. H. Lawrence
“Love is a thing,
well, its kind of like quicksand:
The more you are in it,
the deeper you sink.
And when it hits you,
you’ve just got to fall”
— UB40
