I Have A Strong Will To Love

Hate Traps Us By Binding Us Too Tightly To Our Adversary.

The History Of Music Is Mortal, But The Idiocy Of The Guitar Is Eternal.

Merely By Being Born Intelligent, You Right Away Find Yourself In Absolute Exile.

Any New Possibility That Existence Acquires, Even The Least Likely, Transforms Everything About Existence.

Laughter, On The Other Hand, " Petrarch Went On, "is An Explosion That Tears Us Away From The World And Throws Us Back Into Our Own Cold Solitude. Joking Is A Barrier Between Man And The World. Joking Is The Enemy Of Love And Poetry. That's Why I Tell You Yet Again, And You Want To Keep In Mind: Boccaccio Doesn't Understand Love. Love Can Never Be Laughable. Love Has Nothing In Common With Laughter.