True love makes the thought of death frequent, easy, without terrors; it merely becomes the standard of comparison, the price one would pay for many things.
Fragments, sec. 46 - De L'Amour (On Love) (1822)
True love makes the thought of death frequent, easy, without terrors; it merely becomes the standard of comparison, the price one would pay for many things.
Fragments, sec. 46 - De L'Amour (On Love) (1822)