Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

I once knew a friend who was the greatest casanova.
So I asked him, “Will you ever settle down?”
He said, “Until I find someone who really loves me.”
So I asked, “How would you know?”
He said, “If she accepts me as a flirt and a casanova, she loves me. If she doesn’t, it’s just a jealous and self-seeking emotional bond.”
So I replied, “Dude, I don’t think that such a woman exists… other then your mother…”