We never love anyone. What we love is the idea we have of someone. It's our own conceptโour own selvesโthat we love.
Fernando PessoaAfter the rains departed the skies and settled on earth - clear skies; moist brilliant earth - greater clarity returned to life alone with the blue above and made the world below rejoice with the freshness of the recent rain. It left heaven in our souls and a freshness in our hearts.
Fernando Pessoa