One imagines the birth of happiness to be accompanied by some great spectacular upheaval. One can imagine it flowering in the most luxurious setting. Yet happiness is born of a trifle, feeds on nothing. Enormous value is set on it. Its acquisition seems to demand a high price. Yet happiness can flourish in a university lecture theatre. A bare shoulder can bring it to life. A few steps, and it is within your grasp. A half-turned head… a face seen in profile… and fluids start to flow together to create a union. The couple is born. The first steps are taken in a thousand-year-old mission. Here, a man, a woman. Elsewhere, a man, a woman!
– Scarlet Song, Mariama Ba