Love is an amazing feeling, but it is not only a feeling, it is a state of the whole being. Love begins the moment I see a person in front of me and discern his depths, when suddenly I see his essence. The mystery of love for man begins the moment we look at him without desire to possess him, without desire to dominate him, without desire in any way to make use of his gifts or his person, but only to look and marvel at the beauty that is revealed to us.