Each person experiences love for the first time as if it were new. Does it make it less profound, less meaningful, knowing that every man and woman has been drunken upon its aromatic liquor? Does it matter that Romeo once loved Juliette, or that we feel the same quickening of the heart, the same shortness of breath, the same warm flickering in our bellies that they once felt ? No, love is new for every person, and that it has been felt before, immortalized in literature before, only serves to make it more beautiful, more poetic, more profound.