“I don’t really understand it myself: half the time I think I must be crazy for liking him and sometimes I can’t even remember how I fell for him. But, then again, isn’t that what love is? — one big bubble of confusion, joy, chaos, happiness, mess, harmony, ugliness, beauty, madness, balance, disagreements, unity, challenges, ease, pain, healing, rejection, acceptance, death and life; all these things, all the time, and all-consuming.”