“I love the excesses of beauty,there is never enough sunlightin the world I will live in,never enough room for love.”
“Excess of love, did ye say? There was no excess, there was defect. She loved her son too little, not too much. If she had loved him more there'd be no difficulty.”
“When one does not love too much, one does not love enough.”
“Which is recorded of Socrates, that he was able both to abstain from, and to enjoy, those things which many are too weak to abstain from, and cannot enjoy without excess. But to be strong enough both to bear the one and to be sober in the other is the mark of a man who has a perfect and invincible soul.”
“But maybe, underneath, she loves him too much. Maybe it's her excessive love that pushes him away.”