Genius Of A Kind Has Always Been

May I Never, I Say, Become That Abnormal, Merciless Animal, That Deformed Monstrosity - A Virtuous Woman.

At This Point I Meet Me Face To Face. I Am Mary Maclane: Of No Importance To The Wide Bright World And Dearly And Damnably Important To Me.

I Am Not Good. I Am Not Virtuous. I Am Not Sympathetic. I Am Not Generous. I Am Merely And Above All A Creature Of Intense Passionate Feeling. I Feel—everything. It Is My Genius. It Burns Me Like Fire.

When A Man And A Woman Love One Another That Is Enough. That Is Marriage. A Religious Rite Is Superfluous. And If The Man And Woman Live Together Without The Love, No Ceremony In The World Can Make It A Marriage.

One Must Always Say Things That Aim To Interest, Because In The World One Must After All Pay For One's Keep.