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 GoncourtAbout author
- Author's profession: Writer
- Nationality: french
- Born: May 26, 1822
- Died: July 16, 1896
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