I Have Coveted Everything And Taken Pleasure

History, That Excitable And Unreliable Old Lady.

She Was The Temptress Who Had Ensnared The First Man, And Who Still Continued Her Work At Damnation; She Was The Being Who Is Feeble, Dangerous, Mysteriously Troubling. And Even More Than Her Body Of Perdition, He Hated Her Loving Soul.

The Only Certainty Is Death.

She Realized For The First Time That Two People Can Never Reach Each Others Deepest Feelings And Instincts, That They Spend Their Lives Side By Side, Linked It May Be, But Not Mingled, And That Each One's Inmost Being Must Go Through Life Eternally Alone.

Solitude Is Indeed Dangerous For A Working Intelligence. We Need To Have Around Us People Who Think And Speak. When We Are Alone For A Long Time We People The Void With Phantoms