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"Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists.... When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete, like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence."

Goncourt


"Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies."

Aristotle