Adore each other. Be fiendishly smitten. Be frantically in love. Can there be too many perfumes, too many rosebuds, too many nightingales? Can lovers love each other too much, be too enchanting, too beguiling, too charming? Is it possible to be too much alive, too happy? AdoreΒ each other, and never mind the rest.
βΒ Victor Hugo,Β Les MisΓ©rablesΒ (1862)





















