" Love is never satisfied with half-measures.  It won’t take parts of you.  It will own all of you, every single, longing piece.   “Love will make you its slave,” I stated venomously.  “It will ruin you.  Grind you under its heel until you don’t recognize what’s left.   “Love will take your soul. "

― R.K. Lilley , Breaking Him (Love is War, #1)