They can't both be right--can they?

"True love comes quietly, without banners or flashing lights. If you hear bells, get your ears checked." --Erich Segal

Some love may come like a storm that swells
In the August sky as the daylight wanes;
But my love came like the sound of bells
The winds have drifted across the plains.
(Stanza two from “As the Violets Came” by George Brandon Saul)

Hmmm... It's curious to me how we judge everything by our own experiences.