You know that the price of life is death, that the price of love is loss, and still you watch the golden afternoon light fall on a face you love, knowing that the light will soon fade, knowing that the loving face too will one day fade to indifference or bone, and you love anyway — because life is transient but possible, because love alone bridges the impossible and the eternal.
Maria Popova, from the post Love Anyway [themarginalian.org], published on The Marginalian
You should read The Marginalian [themarginalian.org]. The publisher, Maria Popova has a wonderful way with words and daily posts her thoughts and quotes on the books she reads.