I think love has something to do with allowing a person you claim to love to enter a larger arena than the one you create for them.
One of the rewards of success is freedom. the ability to do whatever you like.
There's no religion but sex and music.
I've been the lowest low on the planet, I've been a sinner all my days. And I was living with my hands on the trigger, I had no sense to change my ways.
It's a big enough umbrella, but it's always me that ends up getting wet.
The logical process will often be the safe one. I tend, when I'm given that choice, to go the way that's not safe.