He called their affection by other names, and said that for true love to be present the influence of sex must be absent.
This he proved by declaring that this marvellous passion of love about which people talk and write is never heard of where its object is old or deformed, or even very ugly, although such accidents of chance and time are no bar to the true love of--let us say--the child and the parent, or the friend and the friend.
"Well, the argument seemed difficult to answer, although at the time I knew that it must be wrong, but how could I, who was utterly without experience, talk of such a hard matter?
Now I understand that love; the real love between a man and a woman, if it be real, embraces all the other sorts of love.

More--whether the key be physical or spiritual, it unlocks a window in our hearts through which we see a different world from the world that we have known.

Also with this new vision come memories and foresights.

This man whom I love--three months ago I had never seen his face--and now I feel as though I had known him not only all my life, but from the beginning of time--as though we never could be parted any more.
"And I talk thus about one who has never said a tender word to me.

Why?
Because my thought, is his thought, and my mind his mind.