Why, young friend, do you say that happiness doesn't exist?

That love is only an illusion? If true, why say it? And why say it, since it is true?

Long ago, you loved a gracious and beautiful woman who lived on the other side of the oceans and mountains. And you suffered from it.

Well, in that distant Orient where she hoped to share memorable moments with you, she remains gracious and beautiful. Head lowered and smiling, she is waiting for you. And every time my eyes meet hers. I know that love causes madness and happiness.

- One eyed Paritus, in his "Message to a Student Who Is Frightened of Becoming Old"

(Photograph from the Electric)