...and when one of them meets the other half the actual half of himself whether he be a lover of youth or a lover of another sort the pair are lost in an amazement of love and friendship and intimacy and one will not be out of the others sight as I may say even for a moment...

Love is a serious mental disease.

Every heart sings a song incomplete until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover everyone becomes a poet.