As a teenager, falling into love and then marrying was my heart's desire. As I've grown older, though, I've begun to doubt my capacity to live with one person all the time. I like peace and quiet, and that's not to be found in family life. I've also grown contemptuous of society making judgments about individual decisions regarding their sex- and love lives, to the point that I like quote Emma Goldman...
Love, the strongest and deepest element in all life, the harbringer of hope, of joy, of ecstasy; love, the defier of all laws, of all conventions; love, the freest, the most powerful moulder of human destiny; how can such an all-compelling force be synonymous with that poor little State- and Church- begotten weed, marriage?