Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the overcompensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand.
FALLING IN LOVE
STANDING IN LOVE
"Immature love: 'I love you because I need you' Mature love: 'I need you because I love you'"