(This is why I love Neil Gaiman’s writing. I defy you to find another graphic novel with elegance like this.)
ROSE: Have you ever been in love?
DESIRE: You might say that.
ROSE: Horrible, isn’t it.
DESIRE: In what way?
ROSE: It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life.
You give them a piece of you. They don’t ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore.
(Neil Gaiman, The Sandman Volume 9: The Kindly Ones)