Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.
-St. Augustine from the movie Captain Corelli's Mandolin
...I read this quote and automatically thought about my siginificant other; There are times when we argue so much that I feel like I'm going insane, but being in a relationship requires work! The feeling of being in love is amazing but staying in love is hard work. No matter how hard things get I've realized that our roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that we should ever part!
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