Love

I really like this passage from the autobiography of Mark Twain.  Mr. Clemens was writing about his relationship with his wife Olivia.  I felt this way with both Richard and Stephen.

“She and I were really one person and there were no secrets. Sometimes I was that person, sometimes she was that person. Sometimes it took both of us together to constitute that person.”

– Autobiography of Mark Twain, Vol. 2

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