If you admit a unison, you forfeit all the possibilities of chaos.' 'But love is freedom,' she declared.
'Don't cant to me,' he replied.

'Love is a direction which excludes all other directions.

It's a freedom TOGETHER, if you like.' 'No,' she said, 'love includes everything.' 'Sentimental cant,' he replied.

'You want the state of chaos, that's all.

It is ultimate nihilism, this freedom-in-love business, this freedom which is love and love which is freedom.