If you want endless repetition, be with a lot of different people. If you want infinite variety, be with only one.
Love is reverence, worship, glory, and the upward glance; not a bandage for dirty sores. Those who speak of love most promiscuously are the ones who've never felt it. They make a feeble stew of sympathy, compassion, contempt, and general indifference and call it love.
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