If everyone does their best and their collective efforts fail, is it because you can try your best and still loose or is it because you never really tried your best, you just kid yourself into believing you were trying your best? Would you move mountains for love? And when you did, what would you hope to get? Is love everything and does it deserve this kind of rigour and heart ache, after all, our hearts can't break, because if they did, we would never love again. Stupid complicated man.