"Love is blind," Vincent proclaimed.
Really? Consider again.
The lover has a finer sense and more acute vision and sees, in the person of his affection, a hundred virtues and charms invisible to all other eyes.
So I conclude: love is not blind. It is the people who are not in love who are blind
Only the maidens who are in love can see the beauty in the beast
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