I don’t know what love is, if I think about it. I think nobody knows what it is, because if we knew there wouldn’t be failed marriages and failed relationships. I think everytime we fail, we learn a little more about what it should be and can be. Every time we kiss a frog, we know we’re one step closer to finding the prince, but is there really a prince. I don’t know what love is, and I don’t think anybody knows.