Women suffering from the collapse of the institute of the traditional family would be well aware that their family would be extremely strong if their parents sold them into an indestructible marriage at their discretion. And the husband, who, by the way, until the middle of the twentieth century could not leave officially absolutely anyway, could well be gay. And as for life-long love, this love is perfectly successful if the duration of this life is short.

A young man was driving through an unknown city, saw a beautiful woman in the window, fell in love. He died on the field of defense or from the plague. Or even marry a beautiful woman. Two or three years later, she died in another birth. He is later. In the field of defense or from the plague. Here is love for a long life. This is, of course, the Middle Ages, but there were also later grievances. Remember, the hero of one of the Chekhov stories, travelling from the country to the capital, was asked to bring a tomb for a neighbor's baby. Yes, I gave birth to everybody. Half died in childhood.