Love isn't a decision. It's a feeling.

If we could decide who we love, it would be much simpler, but less magical.

“I love you," he whispered, and that was the moment he knew what he was going to do. When you loved someone, you put their needs before your own. No matter how inconceivable those needs were; no matter how ed up; no matter how much it made you feel like you were ripping yourself into pieces.