Quote by Charles Chaplin

Perfect love is the most beautiful of all frustrations because it is more than one can express.


Perfect love is the most beautiful of all frustrations becau

Summary

This quote suggests that although perfect love is an extremely beautiful and desirable feeling, it can also be frustrating because it exceeds one's ability to fully express or comprehend it. It implies that there are limitations in verbalizing or capturing the depth and intensity of true love. Despite the frustration, the quote highlights the immense beauty and significance of perfect love, acknowledging that it surpasses linguistic or intellectual boundaries and remains a captivating force.

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Love
By Charles Chaplin
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