We love what we love.

Reason does not enter into it.

In many ways, unwise love is the truest love. Anyone can love a thing because. That’s as easy as putting a penny into your pocket.

What really keeps life going is to love despite.

To find something you can not make peace with, something that repels you at the moment to a place far far away and yet, keep loving what you love. Keep loving who you love.


There are a thousand ways to retreat in a shell. A thousand reasons to not love.

There isn’t a single one to.

Yet, we love who we love.