Love is not an exchange of equal status, nor it is a comparison of beauty and talent.

It is a kind of sacrifice that comes from the heart.

True love is a bone-deep tenderness, a yearning that corrupts the heart, a tangle of happiness and sorrow, a foolishness that is like a moth flying into a flame, and an obsession that will die a hundred times without regret... ~

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