I think the English term is ‘endearing foibles’ — an elementary ingredient in love.
Just please don’t express yourself too much, you know. I even think now, I mean, if you allow me to conclude with another paradox.
It would be so interesting to demonstrate how precisely when we act in an apparently wild way, you know, like let’s say — it’s not true, but let’s say we are talking in a nice polite way.
No, I claim precisely this moment of explosion are the most precisely trained structures, artificial, if you want.
I notice this, you know how; it’s a beautiful anecdote, I like it.
And, you know, when I’m pouring her tea, or she to me, quite by chance our hands touch. No, all that is taken care of by the stupid machines.