“Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of eternal passion. That is just being ‘in love’ which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Those that truly love have roots that grow towards each other underground,and when all the pretty blossoms have fallen from their branches, they find that they are one tree and not two.”
-Louis de Bernieres, Captain Corelli’s Mandolin
This is by far my favorite of these quotes. The only reason it is a “reject” is because it’s more of a reading than part of a toast.
(One more day!)