Edouard-天王星型的愛人
In reality I don't know what I think of him. He is [never the same for long together]. He is [attached to nothing], but nothing is more attractive than his elusiveness. He is [perpetually forming, unforming, re-forming] himself. One thinks one has grasped him....Proteus! He [takes the shape of what he loves], and oneself must love him to understand him.
