We pardon to the extent that we love.
Alcohol is like love. The first kiss is magic, the second is intimate, the third is routine. After that you take the girl’s clothes off.
I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars.
There is hardly any activity, any enterprise, which is started out with such tremendous hopes and expectations, and yet which fails so regularly, as love.