“Bliss is terribly private.”
“No great deed, private or public, has ever been undertaken in a bliss of certainty.”
“but he only found her in the image that saturated his private and terrible solitude.”
“He felt that all his hitherto dissipated and dispersed forces were gathered and directed with terrible energy towards one blissful goal.”
“Now my wandering days are over. It will be bliss to settle down. Bliss. There's a word, now. Bliss to love and to be loved.”
“Life is but Life! And Death, but Death!Bliss is but Bliss, and Breath but Breath!”