Victor Hugo penned the same sentiments to his fiancée in 1820: "It's my desire to be worthy of you, that has made me so severe on myself. If I am constantly preserved from these excesses, it is not because I have not had a chance to sin; but rather it is that the thought of you, constantly preserves me. Thus I kept intact, thanks to you, the sole treasure I can offer you on the day of marriage; a pure body and a virginal heart."

Somewhere, someone is searching for you in every person they meet.

I won't look for someone to replace you.

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