From Paradise by Toni Morrison
"Let me tell you about love, that silly word you believe is about whether you like somebody or whether somebody likes you or whether you put up with somebody in order to get something or someplace you want or you believe it has to do with how your body responds to another body like robins or bison or maybe you believe love is how forces or nature or luck is benign to you in particular not maiming or killing you but if so doing it for your own good.
"Love is none of that. There is nothing in nature like it. Not in robins or bison or in the banging tails of your hunting dogs, and not in blossoms or suckling foal. Love is divine only and difficult always. If you think it is easy you are a fool. If you think it is natural you are blind."