It matters nothing to me. I can live without her.
Most happily.
Better than I could live with her.
I have no need of her love.
Have I not suffered enough already,for loving her and showing it?
I envy you, my lord, to love a woman so deeply.
Monsignor, envy no man for that.
Such love is hateful. It tears the soul apart.
Envy a man who has never known such
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