This Unlikely Story Begins On A Sea

She Was Incurably Dishonest.

I Avoided Writers Very Carefully Because They Can Perpetuate Trouble As No One Else Can.

His Was A Great Sin Who First Invented Consciousness. Let Us Lose It For A Few Hours.

I Didn't Realize It, But The Days Came Along One After Another, And Then Two Years Were Gone, And Everything Was Gone, And I Was Gone.

Tireless Passion, Fierce Jealousy, Longing To Possess And Crush-these Alone Were Left Of All His Love For Rosalind; These Remained To Him As Payment For The Loss Of His Youth-bitter Calomel Under The Thin Sugar Of Love's Exaltation.