“There is no explanation for love. But love is all that matters, isn't it?”
“Being in love isn't the only way of loving. I realized with all my being that if you loved somebody- it didn't matter who it was- and dedicated yourself to bringing joy to your loved one, you, too, would be redeemed.”
“Love is a sickness. Some kind of a pathogen existing above all explanation.”
“But they love each other. Isn't that what love means? That you're supposed to be there for the other person to turn to, no matter what?”
“Love without choice isn't love at all.”
“But love like that doesn't just disappear, does it? No matter how powerful the hate, there is always a little love left, underneath.Yes. Horrible, isn't it?”