Jag har förkastat den romantiska kärleken och sätter vänskapen högst. Edmund White uttrycker det väl, i City Boy (s. 118):

Love is a source of anxiety until it is a source of boredom; only friendship feeds the spirit. Love raises great expectations in us that it never satisfies; the hopes based on friendship are milder and in the present and they exist only because they have already been rewarded. Love is a script about just a few repeated themes we have had a hard time following, though we make every effort to conform to its tone. Friendship is a permis de séjour that enables us to go anywhere and do anything exactly as our whims dictate.

Se även inläggen ”Vänskap”, ”Förstörd av kärlek” och ”Dödlig kärlek”.