Wanderlust on a Moscow Street…
On our Earth we can only love with suffering and through suffering. We cannot love otherwise, and we know of no other sort of love. I want suffering in order to love. I long, I thirst, this very instant, to kiss with tears the earth that I have left, and I don’t want, I won’t accept life on any other!
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Dream of a Ridiculous Man (1877)