“Love is a temporary madness; it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have 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 eternal passion. That is just being in love, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Those that truly love have roots that grow towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms have fallen from their branches, they find that they are one tree and not two.” Louis de Bernieres from Captain Corelli’s Mandolin
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That definition is not one of the 28 “definitions” in Dictionary.com nor does it show up in my “dead tree” dictionary but that is the best definition of love I’ve ever read. That SHOULD be the definition contained in the aforementioned tomes.
It just makes me smile and get teary all at once whenever I read it… Glad you love it too!