Love is . . .
Love is when you know you are right but you bite your tongue anyway. What greater love could you show for anyone than to swallow it, to deny yourself the supreme pleasure of proving that you are right by virtue of a long legalistic argument that proves your point? But sometimes you need to just leave it be. Let them be happy rather than you be right.
Love is when you accept, without even checking the facts, that they are always right when it comes to a disagreement they are having with anyone else.
Love is getting up off your ass to get them something when you really really don't want to. You are always glad you did.