I do not love thee, nor can I say why. That I might all forget the human race. These hours, and only these, redeem Life's years of ill. Love is the tyrant of the heart; it darkens.
Love is the emblem of eternity: it confounds all notion of time: effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end. Wounds of fire are hard to bear; harder still are those of love. Love lessens the woman's delicacy and increases the man's. Love is a flame to cheat men into mire.
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