'...It was the same carriage; they were the same persons; but their hearts were no longer the same. Everything seemed as it had been - and yet? and yet? What then had happened? Almost nothing. A little love the more on her part! A little love the less on his! Almost nothing - the invisible rent which weariness makes in an intimate attachment - oh! almost nothing - and the look in the changed eyes, because the same eyes no longer saw the same faces in the same way. What is this but a look? Almost nothing!'
from Mont Oriol by Guy de Maupassant (Chapter XI)
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