So many people, books and movies speak of love, some even about true love.
But in my mind the love they speak about has nothing to do with real love. And many even believe that such people as Mahatma Gandhi, Mother Teresa, Albert Schweitzer or some others may know or may have known something about real love.
I don't think so. They were full of ambitions.
So does real love exist? I don't know. Maybe somebody somewhere has known it. Maybe he was a man who had no shirt (role) and who did not know that he was happy.