Laudamus feminam

The Name of the Rose (1986) by Jean-Jacques Annaud. 

Adso of Melk: Master? There´s something I must tell you.

William of Baskerville: I Know

Adso: Then, will you hear my confession?

William: I'd rather you told me first as a friend

Adso: Master...Have you ever been in love?

William: In love? many times

Adso: You were?

William: Of course. Aristotle, Ovid, Virgil...

Adso: No. I meant with a...

William: Are you not confusing love with lust?

Adso: Am I? I don´t know. I want her own good. I want her to be happy. I want her to save her poverty

William: Oh, dear!

Adso: Why, "oh dear"?

William: You are in love.

Adso: Is that bad?

William: For a monk it does present certain problems.

Adso: But doesn´t St Thomas Aquinas praise love above all other virtues?

William: Yes, the love of God, Adso. The love of God.

Adso: And the love of woman?

William: Of woman, Thomas Aquinas Knew precious little. But the Scriptures are very clear. Proverbs warns us: Woman takes possession of a man´s precious soul.While Ecclesiastics tell us: "More bitter than death is woman".

Adso: Yes, but what do you think, Master?

William: Of course, but I don´t have the benefit of your experience...but I find it difficult to convince myself that...God would have introduced such a foul being into creation...without endowing her with some virtues. Hm?

How peaceful life would be without love, Adso. How safe, how tranquil...and how dull.