1 What of my new-found love, I was a giant.
2 And ever I loved Maud with an increasing love.
3 Almost immediately he launched into a discussion on love.
4 The bonds of the flesh had little part in my cosmos of love.
5 He spoke enthusiastically, with the love for a fine craft such as some men feel for horses.
6 It had come, at last, love had come, when I least expected it and under the most forbidding conditions.
7 If for no other reason, it was no time, when one was protecting and trying to save a woman, to ask that woman for her love.
8 Though the declaration of my love urged and trembled on my tongue a thousand times, I knew that it was no time for such a declaration.
9 The love of man and woman, I had always held, was a sublimated something related to spirit, a spiritual bond that linked and drew their souls together.
10 After all, I thought, it is better and finer to love than to be loved, if it makes something in life so worth while that one is not loath to die for it.
11 And so I gazed upon Maud's light-brown hair, and loved it, and learned more of love than all the poets and singers had taught me with all their songs and sonnets.
12 I forget my own life in the love of another life; and yet, such is the paradox, I never wanted so much to live as right now when I place the least value upon my own life.
13 Idealist and romanticist that I was and always had been in spite of my analytical nature, yet I had failed till now in grasping much of the physical characteristics of love.
14 Then I resolved to wait, and at the last moment, when we entered on the final stretch, to take her in my arms and proclaim my love, and, with her in my embrace, to make the desperate struggle and die.
15 Delicate as was the situation, not alone in this but in other ways, I flattered myself that I was able to deal delicately with it; and also I flattered myself that by look or sign I gave no advertisement of the love I felt for her.
16 And yet here you are, at the top of your life, where diminishing and dying begin, living an obscure and sordid existence, hunting sea animals for the satisfaction of woman's vanity and love of decoration, revelling in a piggishness, to use your own words, which is anything and everything except splendid.
17 On the contrary, idealist that I was to the most pronounced degree, my philosophy had always recognized and guerdoned love as the greatest thing in the world, the aim and the summit of being, the most exquisite pitch of joy and happiness to which life could thrill, the thing of all things to be hailed and welcomed and taken into the heart.
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