Emily

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We tend to identify ourselves with those we love. We try to enter into their own souls and become what they are, thinking as they think, feeling as they feel, and experiencing what they experience. But there is no true intimacy between souls who do not know how to respect one another’s solitude. I cannot be united in love with a person whose very personality my love tends to obscure, to absorb, and to destroy.
No Man Is an Island
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