Everything solid was first an idea.
How can I follow my heart when it's waiting around for the rest of me to make the decision?
Sometime is that appointment, the final one to meet. Let's color all with love, for Time is naught but fleet.
Love is not blind. Love sees what is most true
Love is a quality, not a quantity.
It is interesting to note that poetry, a literary device whose very construct involves the use of words, is itself the word of choice by persons grasping to describe something so beautiful it is marvelously ineffable.