Because E. Barrett Browning says it Best

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways 
I love thee with a quiet solitude
To not deter a greater Love pursued
A silence I will keep for all my days
I love thee to the height of sacrifice
And unrequited love the painful price
Most joyfully I pay, as it outweighs
That tomb of selfish safety – what a wraith
I love thee freely, with no thought to hold 
I love thee purely, childlike in faith 
I love thee with a fearsome strength untold
With hope that when I give my final breath 
I shall but love thee better after death