"<p>Brida thought about how many times she was tormented by passion, how many and how many nights she tossed and turned without sleep, waiting for a phone call that never came, how many romantic weekends she spent without a continuation the following week, how many times she looked around with a worried look at parties, how many times he was happy with a conquest that increased his self-confidence, how many times he was tormented by loneliness when he believed that the son of one or another girlfriend was the only one in the world who could make him happy. It was all part of his world - and the world of everyone he knew. This was love, and this is how people have searched for their Other Side since the beginning of time: by looking into each other's eyes, looking for luster and desire.</p>"