Love Is Life

Every atom of your flesh is as dear to me as my own: in pain and sickness it would still be dear.

Each time you happen to me all over again.

I’ve never had a moment’s doubt. I love you. I believe in you completely. You are my dearest one. My reason for life.

You know what I am going to say. I love you. What other men may mean when they use that expression, I cannot tell; what I mean is, that I am under the influence of some tremendous attraction which I have resisted in vain, and which overmasters me.