There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.
All love shifts and changes. I don't know if you can be wholeheartedly in love all the time.
LOVE, WHOLEHEARTEDLY IN LOVE ALL THE TIME
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch, but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same.
Love is the only reality and it is not a more sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.