He loved her, he loved her, and until he'd loved her she had... - Truman Capote, Summer Crossing
"He loved her, he loved her, and until he'd loved her she had never minded being alone...."
"He loved her, he loved her, and until he'd loved her she had never minded being alone...."
"Most of life is so dull it is not worth discussing, and it is dull at all ages. When we change our brand of cigarette, move to a new neighborhood, subscribe to a different newspaper, fall in and out of love, we are protesting in ways both frivolous and deep against the not to be diluted dullness of day-to-day living."