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"I do not love you Platonically, or Socratically, or any of his other asinine terms for it. I do not love you with 'the love that dare not speak its name.' Damn his prevarications, and his pretenses. I love you. That is all. I love you. It makes me positively furious the way he has mystified it, and sanctified it, and called it spiritual in order to serve his tortuous arguments. The manner in which he has couched his innocence makes me ill. My love for you is not divine, it is wholly human, and I suffer for it every day."

—Full of Grace