Love Letters - 3
Leo Tolstoy, Russian to Valeria Arsenev
I already love in you your beauty, but I am only beginning to
love in you that which is eternal and ever precious - your heart, your soul.
Beauty one could get to know and fall in love with in one hour and cease to
love it as speedily; but the soul one must learn to know. Believe me,
nothing on earth is given without labour, even love, the most beautiful
and natural of feelings.
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