"When you love someone, you love the person as they are, and not as you'd like them to be."
"Several times I asked myself, "Can it be that I have overlooked something, that there is something which I have failed to understand? Is it not possible that this state of despair is common to everyone?" And I searched for an answer to my questions in every area of knowledge acquired by man. For a long time I carried on my painstaking search; I did not search casually, out of mere curiosity, but painfully, persistently, day and night, like a dying man seeking salvation. I found nothing."
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Source: Confession. Book by Leo Tolstoy. Part 1, Chapter 5, 1882.
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