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“His eyes were the entrance to the temple for me, who am a sinner, who loves and dies. And I would have sung until I was made one with the night, until I was unmade naked on the entrance to time.”

“Whatever excites you is connected to your purpose.”

Why oh why did I think I could live, I could bear to live, I could think of living, for all these torturing, unending, echoing months without you, Cat, my life, my wife, my wife on earth and in God’s eyes, my reason for my blood, breath, and bone. Here, in this vast, mad horror, that doesn’t know its size, or its strength, or its weakness, or its barbaric speed, stupidity, din, selfrighteousness, this cancerous Babylon, here we could cling together, sane, safe, & warm & face together, everything. I LOVE YOU. […] I want to live quietly with you & […] I want every night to lie, in love & peace, close, close, close, close, close to you, closer than the marrow of your soul. I LOVE YOU.

“The ability to feel ‘with’ rather than ‘for’ is the essential difference between consciousness and emotion. When we feel for things we are emotionally moved. Pity, sympathy, and kindred feelings stir us, and yet they seldom give any definite impulse that is of value in the adjustment of any chain of circumstances. When we feel with things we are so much a part of them that we understand the innermost elements of their being. Thus understanding comes with consciousness…”