King Arthur’s Socks (Lancelot)
Lancelot says
I am going to be married. Yes–again–and as soon as possible–to Vivien. I love her. She loves me. Then why should I be at this moment aching to kiss you? Tell me that? It is absolutely insane! It’s preposterous! It’s contradictory! Yes! I’m sure that I never would commit the rashness of matrimony again without being in love. Very much in love. And I’m equally sure that I would not stand here and tell you what a fool I am about you, if that weren’t true. Do you think I want to be this way? It’s too ridiculous–I didn’t want to tell you. I wanted to go. You made me stay. Well, now you know what a blithering lunatic I am