“All gone. All anger quelled, all desire drained, all thirst slaked, all madness past.”

“There is a moment when all hope disappears, all pride is gone, all expectations, all faith, all desire.”

“All that old road of the past unreeling dizzily as if the cup of life had been overturned and everything gone mad. My eyes ached in nightmare day (235).”

“Striding, finally, into the solitude. You feel as if part of your body has been ripped from you, as if flesh has been torn from flesh. But you feel powerful too, for you're free, after so long; the great burden of uncertainty, and guilt, has gone. But then the anger comes. At all the times in the past you've said I love you and felt stripped. All the times they never rang back. All the love affairs that evaporated, bleakly, into one-night stands. All the times they've drowned you out. Drained your energy. Your confidence. Stood you up. Walked out. Wanted a Chinese girl next.”

“Dream not...of having tasted all the grandeur & wildness of Fancy, till you have gone mad.”

“When all else is lost and gone forever, there is yearning. Only desire trumps time.”