If a person's life is never willful, it is a tragedy; if it is always willful, it is a farce. I had sex once a few years ago, and I had already used up all my willfulness in this life.
Basically, it's a tangled and bloody story about I love you, but you don't love me, I don't want you, and then you realize that you love me too. . . ==
Aiming at heart-torture, relaxing as a minor key, and HE as the principle.
Above.