There Is Always The Other Side, Always.

Everything Tender And Melancholy - As Life Is Sometimes, Just For One Moment.

It Is Strange How Sad It Can Be - Sunlight In The Afternoon, Don't You Think?

Of Course She Had Some Pathetic Illusions About Herself Or She Would Not Be Able To Go On Living.

She Had Left Me Thirsty And All My Life Would Be Thirst And Longing For What I Had Lost Before I Found It.

...morbidly, Attracted Him To Strangeness, To Recklessnesss, Even Unhappiness.