“…now I could love without needing to be loved again… I knew now, that it is by loving and not by being loved, that one can come nearest the soul of another, yea, that, where two love, it is the loving of each other; and not the being beloved by each other, that originates and perfects and assures their blessedness… Yet all love will, one day, meet with its return. All true love will, one day, behold its own image in the eyes of the beloved, and be humbly glad.” -Phantasties