I have never understood why so many people enjoy Shakespeare, because I have certainly tried and failed, but, "These violent delights have violent ends", perfectly describes every love affair that I have ever been engaged in, because passion ignites my soul like a match, with all consuming flame, and like a match, just as suddenly as it is lit, all is consumed, and just as soon as it begins, it ends, with nothing but the blinding emptiness where the bright light once lived.