An Unshared Happiness Is Not Happiness.

And Why Is It, Thought Lara, That My Fate Is To See Everything And Take It All So Much To Heart?

He Is Her Glory. Any Woman Could Say It. For Every One Of Them, God Is In Her Child. Mothers Of Great Men Must Have Been Familiar With This Feeling, But Then, All Women Are Mothers Of Great Men -- It Isn't Their Fault If Life Disappoints Them Later.

They Loved Each Other, Not Driven By Necessity, By The "blaze Of Passion" Often Falsely Ascribed To Love. They Loved Each Other Because Everything Around Them Willed It, The Trees And The Clouds And The Sky Over Their Heads And The Earth Under Their Feet.

The Last Moments Slipped By, One By One, Irretrievable.

The Most Extraordinary Discoveries Are Made When The Artist Is Overwhelmed By What He Has To Say.