What is worse: Treason when a person lives with someone from a sense of social duty, but his soul is drawn to another or physical betrayal? This question was inspired by Anna Karenina, a ballet I had just watched. It seems to me that in my heart I am Karenina. I can voluntarily give up a lot for the sake of my passion, my desires. I can easily give up public opinion for the sake of love. But when it comes to sacrificing a loved one for a different purpose and desire, I recall the words of Exupery: "we are responsible for those who have been tamed." And I do not do what I really want. Or I do, but not entirely, and so that no one would know and not be upset. What is it about? And what should be the main thing: the dictates of the soul or everything else? Feel free to write me your opinion... Sasha