Of Course She Had Some Pathetic Illusions

And Then The Days Came When I Was Alone.

If I Was Bound For Hell, Let It Be Hell. No More False Heaven. No More Damned Magic.

The Perpetual Hunger To Be Beautiful And That Thirst To Be Loved Which Is The Real Curse Of Eve.

Have All Beautiful Things Sad Destinies?

I Have Tried," I Said, "but He Does Not Believe Me. It Is Too Late For That Now" (it Is Always Too Late For Truth, I Thought).