For he was aware the great secret of life: women don't look for handsome men. Women look for men who have had beautiful women.
Every love relationship rests on an unwritten agreement unthinkingly concluded by the lovers in the first weeks of their love. They are still in a kind of dream but at the same time, without knowing it, are drawing up, like uncompromising lawyers, the detailed clauses of their contract.
Only her husband had kept asking her questions, because love is a continual interrogation. I don't know of a better definition of love. In that case, my friend Hubl would have pointed out to me, no one loves us more than the police. That's true. Just as every height has its symmetrical depth, so love's interest has as its negative the police's curiosity. We sometimes confuse depth with height, and I can easily imagine lonely people hoping to be taken to the police station from time to time for an interrogation that will enable them to talk about themselves.
Love is a privilege, and all privileges are undeserved and must be paid for.
- The Book of Laughter and Forgetting, Milan Kundera