And thank you for saying all of that, and for loving me, for you haven't gone unloved, or unadmired, yourself.

All right, Chris, you've given me a breather. I'm prepared for
anything.
And thank you for saying all of that, and for loving me, for you
haven't gone unloved, or unadmired, yourself." I kissed him quickly on
the lips, and told him to go on, to hit me with his knockout blow.
"Really, Chris, I know you must have something perfectly awful to tell
me-so out with it. Keep holding me as you tell me, and I can stand
anything you have to say.

Angel, saint, Devil's spawn, good or evil, you've got me pinned to the wall and labeled as yours until the day I die. And if you die first, then it won't be long before I follow.

Love...I put so much faith in it.
Truth...I kept believing it falls always from the top lips of the one you love and trust the most.
Faith...it's all bound up to love and trust. Where does one end and the other start, and how do you tell when love is the blindest of all?

Love, in short is the most dangerous emotion human can experience

Love doesn't always come when you want it to. Sometimes it just happens, despite your will.