Fish out of water

Falling in love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is, it is not breathlessness, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. That is just being in love; love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away. - Captain Correlis Mandolin