A Story ... Has A Sturdy Sense

You Think That Would Have Changed Things? The Answer Is Of Course, And For A While, And Never.

I Saw How The Forms Of Love Might Be Maintained With A Condemned Person But With The Love In Fact Measured And Disciplined, Because You Have To Survive. It Could Be Done So Discreetly That The Object Of Such Care Would Not Suspect, Any More Than She Would Suspect The Sentence Of Death Itself.

Speculation Can Be More Gentle, Can Take Its Time, When It Is Not Driven By Desire.

People Have Thoughts They’d Sooner Not Have. It Happens In Life.

It Almost Seemed As If There Must Be Some Random And Of Course Unfair Thrift In The Emotional Housekeeping Of The World, If The Great Happiness--however Temporary, However Flimsy--of One Person Could Come Out Of The Great Unhappiness Of Another.