“There is a weakness that comes over men at the battle’s end, when they become aware of the fragility of life, they clutch it to their bosoms like a crystal bowl they almost dropped, and the treasures of life scares away their courage.

At such a time all men are cowards, and can think of nothing but a woman’s embaraces, nothing but the healing words that only women can whisper, nothing but the joy of losing themselves in the fatal labyrinths of love. In the grip of this weakness a man will do things which unravel his best-laid plans, he can make promises which change his future.”

- “The Enchantress of Florence” by Salman Rushdie

Wednesday, October 5, 2011   ()