Well, I happen to have a love of vocal reproduction devices.

Love is only a dirty trick played on us to achieve continuation of the species.

... and all those frogs going 'Rabbit, rabbit'..."
"I think, sir, that it was 'Ribbit, ribbit'..."
"So, what goes 'Rabbit, rabbit'?"
"Rabbits, I think. All the time...

You can't really explain why things happen.

The multiplication of our kind borders on the obscene; the duty to love them, on the preposterous.

Gabi to Marcus "I can't believe out of one hundred thousand sperm, you were the fastest!