No one can understand love who has not experienced infatuation.
And no one can understand infatuation,
no matter how many times he has experienced it.

Love unlocks doors and opens windows that weren't even there before.
Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear: it is there most pure, perfect, and unlimited where its votaries live in confidence, equality and un-reserve.