" Love was truly a spectacular, sacred thing. Anthony knew that. He'd seen it every day of his childhood, every time his parents had shared a glance or touched hands.
But love was the enemy of the dying man. It was the only thing that could make the rest of his years intolerable - to taste bliss and know that it would all be snatched away. "

― Julia Quinn , The Viscount Who Loved Me (Bridgertons, #2)