In matters of love, our self can surprise us with the repetition of actions that previously led to dead ends, with its inability to learn from experience, which it manages in other areas of life.

It is the great unknown, the mystery that we carry inside us, the sanctuary that resists the visit of reason. Blessed are those who have found, by chance or consciously, what made them happy.

I wandered a lot, without a destination and a compass, following desire.

[Excerpt from the text on the back cover of the edition]