Love demands everything. Love is not serene, & it keeps no records. Love sometimes gives up, loses faith, even hope, & it cannot endure everything. Love, sometimes, ends. But its memory lasts forever, & forever it may come again. Love is not a mountain, it is a wheel. No harsher praxis exists in this world. There are 3 things that will beggar the heart & make it crawl—faith, hope, & love—& the cruelest of these is love. - Catherynne M Valente
