Love is such a mutant animal, with as many divisions as possible. Remember those thermometers that we used in our mouth when we were little? Remember their fall to the ground? So, I think that love when it appears is similar to the physical form of mercury in the world. When the glass on the thermometer breaks, the chemical element spreads and then it goes up the halls of all parties. Mercury multiplying. I think this must be one of the five thousand possible explanations for love. February - Matilde Campilho. #fetish