Not Seeing People Permits Us To Imagine

The Flesh Is The Upper Surface Of The Unknown.

I Will Be Chateaubriand Or Nothing.

The Wind Of Revolutions Is Not Tractable.

To Love Another Person Is To See The Face Of God.

‎"dost Thou Understand? I Love Thee!" He Cried Again."what Love!" Said The Unhappy Girl With A Shudder.he Resumed,--"the Love Of A Damned Soul.