Quote by Henry Louis Mencken
Love is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop.
We've got this gift of love, but love is like a precious plant. You can't just accept it and leave it in the cupboard or just think it's going to get on by itself. You've got to keep watering it. You've got to really look after it and nurture it.
Love is like jumping out of an airplane knowing that someone else has packed your chute. You pull the cord hoping that a canopy opens up, but it could very well be packed full of dirty laundry and a half eaten cheese sandwich.
Love is like water. We can fall in it. We can drown in it. And we can't live without it.
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
Love cannot endure indifference. It needs to be wanted. Like a lamp, it needs to be fed out of the oil of another's heart, or its flame burns low.
Love is like a butterfly, it settles upon you when you least expect it.