Urgently ask Liang to translate the original text of Montaigne's prose "On Friendship"

I can't find the full text online ... only this short paragraph. ...

I admit that the fire of love is more active, fiercer and hotter ... but love is a fickle emotion, fanatical and impulsive, high and low, cold and hot, which binds us to one thing. Friendship is an ordinary and universal passion ... and love is just a crazy desire. The more you escape, the more you pursue it ... Once love enters the friendship stage, that is, the like-minded stage, it will weaken and disappear. Love aims at physical pleasure. Once enjoyed, it ceases to exist.