And she wanted for a moment to hold and devour him, wanted his mouth, his ears, his coat collar, wanted to surround him and engulf him…

“Così continuamo a remare, barche contro corrente, risospinti senza posa nel pas…”

“En el crepúsculo encantado de la metrópolis a veces sentía una fascinante soled…”

“I couldn’t forgive him or like him, but I saw that what he had done was, to him…”

“I told him. And as I walked on I was lonely no longer. I was a guide, a pathfin…”