I shall tell you what love is.

Love is when your girlfriend takes her violin, takes your most favourite song and learns to play your most favourite song just by listening to it. She does it without notes, without any help, just by listening. And she does all that because once you have mentioned that is your favourite song. She does it for you.

That is love.


Because with you, I would withstand all of hell to hold your hand...

...when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth. -- Arthur Conan Doyle