I used to think that a person should be kicked in the right way – and he will fly over into the life track more comfortable for him and his relations.

I still agree with it with one caveat: “a kick” is million actions – you persuade, scare, lead by the hand, drag, leave in the middle of the road in a fit of anger, come back, swear, pull, lose hope, then lose patience, endlessly train your flexibility, rarely feel joy… until in couple years you are surprised to see that the impossible has come true. Probably this is love.

But more often you are already not acquainted by that time.