Night had come—night that she loved of all times, night in which the reflections in the dark pool of the mind shine more clearly than by day.

“It was a sudden revelation, a tinge like a blush which one tried to check and t…”

“The mind of man works with strangeness upon the body of time. An hour, once it …”

“Now begins to rise in me the familiar rhythm; words that have lain dormant now …”

“To tell the truth about oneself, to discover oneself near at hand, is not easy.”