For why do you speak of the lie called love to comfort me from my own shadow only to be destroyed by the same love you speak of?
For why do you prolong a path that is now hopeless? Isn't it enough to know that you have preached the word love to the top of your voice until you found a loyal follow, who now sees that you have never tasted the sweetness of the very thing you preach. For you know not what is love, love is the only thing that endures like no other, trust in no other but itself, love believes in no other but in itself, love fulfills itself with the aid of nothing else.
