Enter freely and of your own free will!

Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us in different directions.

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.

Because if a woman's heart was free a man might have hope.

There was a deliberate voluptuousness that was both thrilling and repulsive. And as she arched her neck she actually licked her lips like an animal till I could see in the moonlight the moisture Then lapped the white, sharp teeth. Lower and lower went her head. I closed my eyes in a languorous ecstasy and waited.

I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!

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.