I don’t think you can fall in love for the sake of the word…for then you won’t know love, but just a spelling. I think you get to know love when you discover, letter by letter, the twinkle of its calligraphy and sound, somewhere within the lines of two eyes, waiting for you to keep it warm and alive. That light you constantly give for the care of its meaning becomes the knowledge of love in your small world, or the encyclopaedic reason for the universe to be. (Soar)