All I desired was to walk upon such an earth that had no maps.

The joyful will stoop with sorrow, and when you have gone to the earth I will let my hair grow long for your sake, I will wander through the wilderness in the skin of a lion

You want to suggest something new, but at the same time, resolve the drama of the action in the novel.

She moved from being a young woman into having the angular look of a queen, someone who has made her face with her desire to be a certain kind of person. He still likes that about her. Her smartness, the fact that she did not inherit that look or that beauty, but it was something searched for and that it will always reflect a present stage of her character.

Her life with others no longer interests him. He wants only her stalking beauty, her theatre of expressions. He wants the minute secret reflection between them, the depth of field minimal, their foreignness intimate like two pages of a closed book.

Every night I cut out my heart. But in the morning it was full again

Jung was absolutely right about one thing. We are occupied by gods. The mistake is to identify with the god occupying you.