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.