You Can Still Die When The Sun

[...] A Darkness Shining In Brightness Which Brightness Could Not Comprehend.

You Ask Me Why I Don’t Love You, But Surely You Must Believe I Am Very Fond Of You And If To Desire To Possess A Person Wholly, To Admire And Honour That Person Deeply, And To Seek To Secure That Person’s Happiness In Every Way Is To “love” Then Perhaps My Affection For You Is A Kind Of Love. I Will Tell You This That Your Soul Seems To Me To Be The Most Beautiful And Simple Soul In The World And It May Be Because I Am So Conscious Of This When I Look At You That My Love Or Affection For You Loses Much Of Its Violence.

Satan, Really, Is The Romantic Youth Of Jesus Re-appearing For A Moment.

It Is As Painful Perhaps To Be Awakened From A Vision As To Be Born.

All Fiction Is Autobiographical Fantasy.