from Anita Diamant:
"Romantic love is to married love as fireworks are to fireflies. Both light up the night and gladden the heart, but otherwise they're as different as grasshoppers and ants, motorcycles and minivans, champagne and beer. Romance is like the Fourth of July; explosions, oohs and aahs, and bright colors. The finale leaves you thrilled, exhausted, your ears ringing. The fireflies of married love, on the other hand, punctuate the dark with silent lights. Their split-second beacons are always a golden surprise. You whisper in their presence and smile. And they'll be there tomorrow night and next year, too, if only you remember to go looking for them."
