Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
We loved with a love that was more than love.
The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?
I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.
Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.