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A person once said to me, that he could make nothing of love, except that / it was friendship accidentally combined with desire. Whence I concluded / that he had never been in love. For what shall we say of the feeling which / a man of sensibility has towards his wife with her baby at her breast! How / pure from sensual desire! yet how different from friendship!
Sympathy constitutes friendship; but in love there is a sort of antipathy, / or opposing passion. Each strives to be the other, and both together make / up one whole.