Farewell, my wife: the torment, the joy, hope and moving which draw me close to Nature, and with violent impulses as tumultuous as thunder. I ask of you neither eternal love, nor fidelity but simply truth, unlimited honesty.
The day when you say "I love you less" will mark the end of my love. If my heart were base enough to love without being loved in return I would tear it to pieces."
-Napoleon Bonaparte to Josephine-
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