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Continue to ChatToday 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 Goncourt from https://whatsmyquote.com/quote/today-i-begin-to-understand-what-love-must-be-if-it-exists-when-we-are-parted-we-each-feel-the-lack-of-the