There comes a point when you just love someone. Not because they're good, or bad, or anything. You just love them. It doesn't mean you'll be together forever. It doesn't mean you won't hurt each other. It just means you love them. Sometimes in spite of who they are, and sometimes because of who they are. And you know that they love you, sometimes because of who you are, and sometimes in spite of it.
Laurell K Hamilton
From her book: 'Incubus Dreams'
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
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