Still, even so, you seem to love life more than I do.’ He turned around. ‘Because for me, loving life is not going for a swim. It’s living in intoxication, intensity. Women, adventures, other countries … It’s action, making something happen. A burning, marvellous life. What I mean is – I want you to understand me –’ He seemed ashamed of his excitement, ‘I love life too much to be satisfied with nature.’
