“A. What are you mooning about? B. I am in love. A. With whom? B. A virgin. A. Is she good looking? B. Perfectly exquisite. A. Where did you meet her? B. At a dinner party. I found her lying on the same couch with me. A. You think you'll get in? B. Yes, yes, my friend, but I don't wish to broadcast it. Actually I want it to be nice and discrete. A. You mean you want to avoid marriage. B. My friend, I found out she isn't worth a dime. A. You know this already. You are not in love, dear friend. You are lying. How can your heart be madly in love when it calculates so well?” Willis BarnstoneAgathias Scholastikos Author:Agathias Scholastikos