'Killing Yourself to Live' exeprt

I finishd reading today another book by Chuck Klosterman, and in the second to last page he wrote something that was exactly what I had been thinking and rolling over and over in my head, but he was able to explain and reason it much better than I ever could. A review called him the Hunter S Thompson of our generation.
"We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It's easy... The last love will be someone I haven't even met yet, probably. They all count. But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you'll meet maybe four or five of these people ove the span of 80 years. But there's still one more tier to all this; there is always one person you love who becomes that defination. It usually happenes retrospectively, but it always happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of those qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. You will remember having conversations with this person that never actually happened. You will recall sexual trysts with this person that never technically occured. This is because the individual who embodies your personal definition of love does not really exist. The person is real, and the feelings are real–but you create the context. And context is everything. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they're often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else."
Thanks Chuck.