A man reserves his true and deepest love not for the species of woman in whose company he finds himself electrified and enkindled, but for that one in whose company he may feel tenderly drowsy.
All love shifts and changes. I don’t know if you can be wholeheartedly in love all the time.
But whether it be dream or truth, to do well is what matters. If it be truth, for truth’s sake. If not, then to gain friends for the time when we awaken.
First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.