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« Without her the Sun of tomorrow will appear
to me only as a little circle cut out of a tin sheet, and the sky a
sheet of tin painted blue, and I myself ... »

“I shall probably never
again be able to fuse myself into this mechanical rhythm, nor to
float over this mirror-like, untroubled sea.”

« She came nearer. She leaned gently against my shoulder; we became
one. Something streamed from her into me. I felt, I knew, it
should be so. Every fibre of my nervous system told me this, every
hair on my head, every painfully sweet heartbeat. And what a joy it
was to submit to what should be. »


Fuck off. That is literally the most beautiful thing I’ve ever read?