700. I love her so much, Joseph thought. He said those words to himself up to twenty times a day. He didn't intentionally produce them, as one would intentionally tell the waitress, "I'll have the chicken soup." They just came to him out of the blue, unrelated to whatever he was doing. The words were about his wife. He asked his brother if he ever thought those words about his own wife. His brother laughed. "Not at all," he said. "I love her, although I can't remember the last time that I told her that. But I never think about how much I love her, much less actually tell her." Joseph had been married as long as his brother had. Yet Joseph still said those words daily. They sprang forth from his heart at any time of day. He welcomed them. They comforted him. They bonded him ever closer to her. 3.2