heaven, fasting, love, good man
If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.
Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.
Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.
There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.
disguise, hide love, exists, simulate