
“ respectfully, signora de medici, my esteem for love is not high though it is what i deal in and my desire for love is non-existent. love in its normal sense does not exist for a courtesan. ” love was what could lead to her very downfall for it is a currency to be traded for material means and to think it anything greater would surely mean the end of a courtesan. it did not mean veronica did not wish she could be loved like a normal woman by a normal men but that path had been abandoned long ago.
god help her if ever the unfortunate day should come that such love happened to her for it would surely leave her more destitute than before.
“ and it is not only in my trade that love has no place. my mother taught me that marriage too is only a contract between two parties and that love as nothing to do with it. and i know this to be true for i once had a husband too. ” by all means, the whole of society seemed rather bleak in her eyes but one may attribute such thing to cynicism that came with her profession.the only things that seemed to make everything worth while were the arts and sciences in which she gladly buried herself whenever the chance. “ so i believe i will keep love limited to my poetry as it is much safer. ”