"Love is a myth."
"Love is a myth," Grandfather Trout said. "Like summer."
"In winter," Grandfather Trout said, "summer is a myth. A report, a rumor. Not to be believed in. Get it? Love is a myth. So is summer."

--from Little, Big by John Crowley

Love is a chemical.
Love happens when you care for someone.
Love happens when you eat chocolate.
Love breaks your heart,
or it rots your teeth.
so don't tell me about love,
that is between you and your dentist.

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