There is a woman at the beginning of all great things.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Love one another, but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
LOVE, MOVING SEA BETWEEN THE SHORES OF YOUR SOULS
Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war love is a growing up.