Love is the power
of union where two beings
become one and yet remain two...



We like someone because.
We love someone although.



It is as absurd to pretend that one
cannot love the same woman always
as to pretend that a good artist
needs several violins to play
a piece of music.



It also takes two to make up
after a quarrel.




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