To create is a way of loving. If I don’t love the work I do, it is meaningless, it is just a way of making money. And money doesn’t have anything to do with Love.

Love is essential and yet, not the essence. Love is not a bargain and should not be compared. Love is not always convenient, proper or elegant.

Love is sweaty and salty, ordinary and boring, bitter and toxic. It can be mind-blowing and the source of all anxiety. It is a mystery, an anagram. Love is not perfect.

Love can not replace hate or lust.

It neither can veil pain or hunger. It can keep you going, make you bolder but in the end, Love is a bonus. Love is darkness and light, fire and drizzle, lava and waterfalls.

Love is peaceful and chaotic. Love is unanswered questions, messages to the vacuum, surprises and disappointments. Love is the cure to its own disease.

Love is eternal. Unlike the spiritual gifts, it will never end. It lives here in the present, alongside the virtues of faith and hope.

Love is the only one that will endure forever. It should be valued more than any gift.

It should be exalted more than any ministry. It should be held in the highest esteem. It should be practiced.

Without Love, life would mean very little and something without Love becomes nothing.

Love, by its very definition is unconditional and Love is that condition in which the happiness of the other person is essential to your own.

Love is the willingness to sacrifice for the sake of another. Love goes beyond justice and it gives more than fairness requires.