We don’t look for love because it’s lonely to be watching movies alone, because it’s sad to be eating meals on our own, or because it’s nice to be cuddling up with someone on rainy days. We look for love because we want to be accepted for the sloppy way we dress, for the clumsy way we eat, for the worst hairstyle we do and for the outstanding simplicity we have. Love is an act of acceptance that with all our imperfections, we are accepted and loved.