How do you quantify love? Can you weigh it, measure it, pin it down with equations? If the sum of all experiences is really just the interaction of a finite soup of chemicals copulating in nerve endings, how does this even dare articulate the infinite?

For all this we treat love as a countable infinity. We can love someone more and more; we can stop loving. But we can never guess how much all this is. Love has no units. Verily, the Psalter has it that 'if I look to the east, behold, thou art there... If I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there.'

Perhaps love is like the theory of the ever-expanding universe, we are caught inside of the inside of an ever-inflating sphere, ever boundless.

- S. Halford