"Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink nor slumber nor a roof against the rain; Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink and rise and sink and rise and sink again; Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath, nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone; Yet many a man is making friends with death even as I speak, for lack of love alone."
Edna St. Vincent Millay, in "Sonnet XXX" from Fatal Interview (1931)
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