From a romantically troubled adolescence

Need I say more? The art of braking a heart. It is easy. Anyone can do it. But to take it...ah! that is an art.
To feel your spirit being purified through the pain of love, to feel happy in your suffering, for pain is what makes us alive.
Not a general happiness, in the classical way of understanding. But a spiritual one. When your spirit goes higher(and you actually feel like you are about to be ripped apart) with no particular reason... asceticism, denying pleasures onto your body for that is the only way to feed your spirit.