Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us in different directions.
I want to cut off her head and take out her heart.
There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.
I could not resist the temptation of mystifying him a bit, I suppose it is some taste of the original apple that remains still in our mouths.
My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.
Whether it is the old lady's fear, or the many ghostly traditions of this place, or the crucifix itself, I do not know, but I am not feeling nearly as easy in my mind as usual.