“How can you fault yourself for being in love?” “Because obviously I’m crazy. I lose all sense at the first appearance of a lure. I’d be a terrible fish. I fall for images, voices, and, God knows, women I meet sometimes just for a moment. Not because I’m frivolous, but because I see in them their true qualities. I penetrate too fast, right to the core – which is so often angelic. It isn’t that every woman has this, but that so many do.”
