Love born in the brain is more spirited, doubtless, than true love, but it has only flashes of enthusiasm; it knows itself too well, it criticises itself incessantly; so far from banishing thought, it is itself reared only upon a structure of thought.
L’amour de tête a plus d’esprit sans doute que l’amour vrai, mais il n’a que des instants d’enthousiasme ; il se connaît trop, il se juge sans cesse ; loin d’égarer la pensée, il n’est bâti qu’à force de pensées.