In reality, in love there is a permanent suffering which joy neutralizes, renders virtual, delays, but which can at any moment become what it would have become long earlier if one had not obtained what one wanted, atrocious.
在现实中，爱情中有一种永恒的痛苦，欢乐可以消除它，使它变得虚幻，使它成为一种拖延，但如果一个人没有得到他想要的东西，这种痛苦随时都可能变成早得多的痛苦，是残酷的。