Love, I advise,
and I speak from experience on that subject, is fragile as rotting
silks and will dissolve, disintegrate when infidelities, jealousy,
deceit, betrayals, impotence infect it. The heart is not to be
trusted as it is brainless and mistakes lust for love while the
loins mistake love for lust. Love is a watery foundation on which
to build one’s life. Love is violent too, be warned of its treachery.
Men and women murder for love, the clash of bodies, hearts and
souls, only leave the ashes of defeat at the end when one is vanquished
and abandoned on the battlefield of the bed.