i feel this has more merit than my previous post...
Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiras?
Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior.
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I hate and I love, why do I do this, perhaps you ask?
I don't know, but I feel that it happens and I am tortured.
Gaius Valerius Catullus
The English translation really doesn't do the poem justice, so all of you non-latin people, I apologize. It really is a great poem. Only two fucking lines.