I really wanted to respond to this statement also in terms of its implication. I may have gone out on a limb about a shallow quality — looks — and described how it was like looking at a museum piece causing catharsis, and while I admit the persuasive power of looks, ultimately the truth is bigger than I am, women, who “think like I do,” which is to say, who write, make music and art, read, and recognize that sometimes, we can travel the course of a shallow argument simply because it’s hard to capture every relevant thing, it is they, who I will ultimately be happy with, and that’s true for everyone. We partner with people, who love us and who we love deeply, inspired by the good qualities they share with our opposite sex parent, and with whom we have gone through a lot and we have to be able to love ourselves first and where we can then accept and love the humanity of the other person. There is a joy that comes from time spent and the realization that you really love someone, not just their looks. I love or accept the wholeness of a person. And that wholeness is usually about an overall beauty in their heart. They are good people, even though they are not perfect. What do we value? That’s who we fall in love with. I think. I am not in a relationship. I have failed them, and I am man enough not to blame anyone else.