If a man should importune me to give a reason why I loved him, I find it could no otherwise be expressed, than by making answer: because it was he, because it was I.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
If a man urge me to tell wherefore I loved him, I feel it cannot be expressed but by answering: Because it was he, because it was myself.
If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.
A man always has two reasons for doing anything: a good reason and the real reason.
A man is, after all, what he loves. But one always feels cornered when asked to explain why one loves this or that person, and what for. In order to explain it - which inevitably amounts to explaining oneself - one has to try to love the object of one's attention a little bit less.
Reason is not what decides love.
Do you have to have a reason for loving?
You wish me to tell you why and how God should be loved. My answer is that God himself is the reason he is to be loved.
Love has reasons which reason cannot understand.
Do not seek the because - in love there is no because, no reason, no explanation, no solutions.
One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.