Love is escape.

Watch people, watch as they hook up in pairs and walk away from this world. Love is escape, it is, as Nette has told me Nicole Kidman said, two people agreeing to step into a fantasy bubble. Everything I have read has agreed on this: Love is defiance of the world, the escape from the Creator's Model as Milan Kundera puts it, or as Jeanette Winterson puts it, an escape like death.

Who would want to return to this world, once we have tasted love? Love, love, where time stops and there is only you and me. When they do return they are changed, burned, jaded, more mellow. Like embers clinging on for a breath of life-

They yearn for one more chance to escape and die.