Sometimes it is beyond my comprehension that any other man can love her, is allowed to love her, since I love her solely, with such passion, and so completely and know nothing, understand nothing, have nothing but her.
The Sorrows of Young Werther by Goethe
Sometimes it is beyond my comprehension that any other man can love her, is allowed to love her, since I love her solely, with such passion, and so completely and know nothing, understand nothing, have nothing but her.