A Conversation with the Lady:

      "Love at first sight," she sighed. "Why can't it be true? I mean, maybe everyone else just saw all the wrong things first--like they were looking for all the wrong things to begin with. Of course, if you're talking about it superficially it could mean anything. For example, what if the first time you saw someone you noticed only his wristwatch, or his hairdo. All my best wishes to whoever that couple is, the 'in love at first sight--with your neck-tie' type," she said with no little amount of sarcasm. "And yet, what if he never does his hair the same way, or wears whatever it was ever again? Does that mean you stop loving him, or do you just pick something new each time you see them, so that you love a hundred different things about him but never more than one at the same time? And even if you are content loving a different thing every day, would it really be love? Would you really love him or just his suit jacket?"
       Now this is where her friend interrupted her. "I'm confused, I though you said you believed in love at first sight."
      "Oh, and I do." She replied. "Just as long as we're talking about the same 'sight'. When I say love at first sight, I mean that time when you first see the person, not their appearance, not the way they talk, just who they are. It's that moment when you first catch a glimpse through their eyes to their soul and it shows you the secret you've been dying to know; that moment when you can see their personality and passions and the things they are adamant in believing come to life; that moment when you see them go to any and all lengths for someone who's been crying all day to laugh; that moment when you first see them and you feel something tugging your heart and feel like you're falling from a great height and praying there is something at the bottom to catch you--that's what I call love at first sight."