"What most people call loving consists of picking out a woman and marrying her. They pick her out, I swear, Iâ€™ve seen them. As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard. They probably say that they pick her out because-they-love-her, I think itâ€™s just the siteoppo. Beatrice wasnâ€™t picked out, Juliet wasnâ€™t picked out. You donâ€™t pick out the rain that soaks you to a skin when you come out of a concert."

Source : Julio Cortazar (2016). “Hopscotch, Blow-Up, We Love Glenda So Much”, p.473, Everyman's Library

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