'[...] you are a tiny individual. What if she gets tired of you? She is young - '
'Golan, I've thought of that. I've thought of nothing but that for days. I expect her to grow tired of me; I'm no romantic idiot. But whatever she gives me till then will be enough. She has already given me enough. I have received more from her than I dreamed existed in life. If I saw her no more from this moment on, I have ended the winner.'
'I don't believe it,' said Trevize gently. 'I think you are a romantic idiot and, mind you, I wouldn't want you any other way. [...]'
Isaac Asimov, "Foundation's Edge"