“Love," he whispered in Italian, "is a single soul inhabiting two bodies".”
“What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies.”
“Soul inhabits body that fits.”
“the body is wiser than its inhabitants. the body is the soul. the body is god’s messenger.”
“What is love? two souls and one flesh; friendship? two bodies and one soul.”
“I love you," I whispered against his lips as he consumed me, body and soul. "It's you. It's always been you.”