Yet I suppose a case could be made for fidelity when one returns to the place of one's love, year after year, in the wrong season, with no guarantee of being loved back. For, like every virtue, fidelity is of value only so long as it is instinctive or idiosyncratic, rather than rational. Besides, at a certain age, and in certain line of work at that, to be loved back is not exactly imperative. Love is selfless sentiment, a one-way street.
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