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Steve was like a girl in the amount of time he spent talking about love. Love was his supreme virtue, his god of gods. He tracked and worried about the romantic lives of the people working with him. […]
I remember when he phoned the day he met Laurene. ‘There’s this beautiful woman and she’s really smart and she has this dog and I’m going to marry her.’
"— A Sister’s Eulogy For Steve Jobs, NY Times
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