I think the greatest longing of the human mind, which surpasses all fleshy and material desires, is to understand and to be understood. Not just in a lingual or emotional way, but universially and fundamentally. To be able to deliever an intimate thought even when words and gestures do not suffice. For nothing is more lonely than carrying a thought alone.

 

René Descartes said "I think, therefore I am". It is in our thinking that reflects our actual existence. Imagine to have someone who understands your entire existence, how reassuring that must be. To find that you aren't alone in your cognitive world; to encounter a mind that is compatible with yours. Someone who can view the world from your eyes, unfiltered by their own opinions and preconceptions.