There is truly no other place bearing so much love as airports.

Why, Andrew, why would it irritate me? Do you think that being loved by you is something to be ashamed of? I don't.

No one can claim they are mature until they experience the hallucinogenic ramifications of being in love, and undertaken an urgent personal assessment and soul-searching discernment that is mandated after experiencing the bitterness of losing in the love game.

No warm sentimental words can succinctly articulate the expanse of boundless love, even the great depths of oceans and the seas have boundaries; I would rather be the enchanting spice of love, it is the greatest.

I learned that love can transcend race and time, and that it can be beautiful and perfect and worth fighting for but also fragile and heartbreaking, and sometimes sacrifice is necessary. That sometimes it’s you against the world, and there are no easy answers. That you have to know when to hold on…and when to let go.

They loved deeply in those early years, as it is common for young lovers to do.