"Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires."

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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.

— Edmond de Goncourt