So this is what it's like to be single

We fall in love hoping that we will not find in the other what we know is in ourselves- all the cowardice, weakness, laziness, dishonesty, compromise, and brute stupidity. We throw a cordon of love around the chosen one and decide that everything that lies within it will somehow be free of our faults and hence lovable. We locate inside another a perfection that eludes us within ourselves, and through union with the beloved hope somehow to maintain (against evidence of all self-knowledge) a precarious faith in the species.