Like everybody who is not in love, he thought one chose the person to be loved after endless deliberations and on the basis of particular qualities or advantages. ~Marcel Proust, Remembrance of Things Past: Cities of the Plain, 1922
If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I. ~Michel de Montaigne
I but know that I love thee, whatever thou art. ~Thomas Moore
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