"You long for eternity, and after the first kiss you turn green with horror, because you vaguely feel that it will not last long. Oaths fade quickly. Then you build houses because the stones last longer; you are giving birth to a child as others used to kill them for love. With a light heart you throw the happiness of this little innocent baby into a doubtful battle for the preservation of the health of the most fragile thing in the world, your love, the love of man and woman…” J. Anouilh, Eurydice