If a man urge me to tell wherefore I loved him, I feel it cannot be expressed but by answering: Because it was he, because it was myself.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
If a man should importune me to give a reason why I loved him, I find it could no otherwise be expressed, than by making answer: because it was he, because it was I.
If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.
I think what he loved about me the most was that I wasn't part of that world. But once we were together publicly, he wanted to change me into that social animal.
I wanted him to love me, and I'm quite sure that he didn't.
It's afterwards you realize that the feeling of happiness you had with a man didn't necessarily prove that you loved him.
Had we not loved ourselves at all, we could never have been obliged to love anything. So that self-love is the basis of all love.
It's really hard for men to tell other men 'I love you' without putting a 'man' at the end of it. Like, 'I love you... man.' You just can't look at another man and say, 'I love you.'
In so doing, use him as though you loved him.
I've had moments of deep self-involvement that didn't come from a place of loving myself but quite the opposite.
My father never once told me he loved me. I told him I loved him only one time - that was when he was sick. It was hard, the way he showed his love. I didn't understand what he was trying to teach me. Now I know, but it came too late for him to see it. After he was gone, I realized he was trying to strengthen my mind to make me better.