I think falling in love is always a surprise, right?

I don't think falling in love in Slovakia is much different from falling in love in Tunbridge Wells.

I didn't think I was doing anything bad by falling in love.

Falling in love is like getting hit by a truck and yet not being mortally wounded. just sick to your stomach, high one minute, low the next. Starving hungry but unable to eat. hot, cold, forever horny, full of hope and enthusiasm, with momentary depressions that wipe you out.

It is also not being able to remove the smile from your face, loving life with a mad passionate intensity, and feeling ten years younger.

Love does not appear with any warning signs. You fall into it as if pushed from a high diving board. No time to think about what's happening. It's inevitable. An event you can't control. A crazy, heart-stopping, roller-coaster ride that just has to take its course.

Falling in love is like falling off a cliff. Once you fall, you can't stop falling, and in the end someone either catches you, or you end up hurting yourself.

Falling in love is like falling from a high cliff into a warm silky sea, the falling is like flying and the landing is like a glimpse of the divine.