Affection should not be too sharp eyed, and love is not made by magnifying glasses.
True affection is a body of enigmas, mysteries and riddles, wherein two so become one that they both become two.
The service of love is the foolishest act a wise man commits in all his life, nor is there anything that will more deject his cool'd imagination, when he shall consider what an odd and unworthy piece of folly he hath committed.