Love grows more tremendously full, swift, poignant, as the years multiply.

The line asserts that love is not merely preserved by time but intensified by it: it becomes “full” (richer, more encompassing), “swift” (more immediate, less hesitant), and “poignant” (more sharply felt, edged with vulnerability). The phrasing suggests an emotional acceleration that accompanies accumulated experience—years add memory, shared trials, and awareness of mortality, all of which can deepen attachment and heighten its stakes. The quote also carries a romantic paradox: what might be expected to dull with familiarity instead gains force, implying that enduring love is dynamic rather than static, and that time can act as a catalyst rather than an eroder.