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What An Old Maid I'm Getting To Be. Lacking The Courage To Be In Love With Death!

Only Divine Love Bestows The Keys Of Knowledge.

I Went Out Under The Sky, Muse! And I Was Your Vassal.

I Don't Love Women. Love Has To Be Reinvented, We Know That. The Only Thing Women Can Ultimately Imagine Is Security. Once They Get That, Love, Beauty, Everything Else Goes Out The Window. All They Have Left Is Cold Disdain; That's What Marriages Live On Nowadays. Sometimes I See Women Who Ought To Be Happy, With Whom I Could Have Found Companionship, Already Swallowed Up By Brutes With As Much Feeling As An Old Log.

A Man Who Wants To Mutilate Himself Is Certainly Damned, Isn't He?