More than ever, we now need to think of love as ennobling resistance to what already is, modeling the idea that difficult things are worth the effort. Love may be the last sanctuary for the idea that struggle can be rewarding.
But isn’t it always worth it in the end? So many times, the struggle that comes with the pursuit of love, is the purist form of love there is. Within struggle, is sacrifice — sometimes sleep, food or mental ability. Because it is in the struggle that we tend to find our selves waiting there for us, I mean, sometimes you begin something and 1/2 way through it, you realize that it’s exactly what your meant to be doing and that it is leading you to these larger and better things.