Angel de Kuate. The Confession Of Lucifer (№ 15522)

Love is a complete mystery. She used to flatter: love is light, love is happiness, Love is good, love is ... an Endless list of delights. It's like love is a living creature. But it is not so, love is only a feeling. Are lovers - those who love. Is beloved - those whom I love. That's the truth. And love that she is brave or waddling gait walked the streets and looked in the window, no. Love is just a word. The word-like spell. It is able to block the person. And the most complex being in love, not to lose his sense of the beloved, loved one. The most difficult - not to kill him.