It is a mistake to speak of a bad choice in love, since, as soon as a choice exists, it can only be bad.
Marcel ProustShe poured out Swann's tea, inquired "Lemon or cream?" and, on his answering "Cream, please," said to him with a laugh: "A cloud!" And as he pronounced it excellent, "You see, I know just how you like it." This tea had indeed seemed to Swann, just as it seemed to her; something precious, and love has such a need to find some justification for itself, some guarantee of duration, in pleasures which without it would have no existence and must cease with its passing.
Marcel ProustPeople don't know when they are happy. They're never so unhappy as they think they are.
Marcel Proust