Incompleteness in absence

Today, I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists….

When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves.

We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost.

That is what I imagine love to be:

Incompleteness in absence.

-Edmund de Goncourt

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55 thoughts on “Incompleteness in absence”

  1. Such highly classified words Mr. Edmund had written back in his gone time. Well, i believe, only classic writers better knew & understood the virtue of real love… even the fragrance of love was found in someone’s beauty of soul not in the glamor of fair & fine body. He must have been a very deep thinker in his era. I “have to” check out some of his work ASAP. Thanks to you for sharing a loaf of his historic work here around… on ur page. Enjoyed reading it. And yes, i utterly agree with what he said. We’re all incomplete until we’re found by love.

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  2. Went soo sick…and I am getting scared because what if those kids ND of things happen to me or my closed ones..am I able to take those??? What of I died keeping lots of dreams in my eyes..and this is chain goes on

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  3. Whenever I read these classics, they give me different perspective of being complete.. its sometimes finding completeness with someone or sometimes with onself.. As they say – its all in our heart and soul.. and in the state of mind that I’m at present; right now! lovely reading..🌼

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