The logic of the emotions differs from the logic of the intellect. As to the senses—
Alack-a-day! The senses never reason.
Love sometimes wrecks its barque upon the rocks to prove that they harbor no mirage.
Love sometimes forgets that it is possible to probe too far.
Love, in pursuit of love, sometimes vivisects as unconsciously as a science in pursuit of life.
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Women detect the dawn of love while it is still midnight with a man.
That is to say,
A woman knows a man is in love with her long before he is aware of it himself. Except perhaps in this once circumstance: when she herself is in love with somebody else. And this is a highly important circumstance.
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Wholly to satisfy masculine infatuation is given to no woman. And perhaps