Malheureux ! n'es-tu pas en démence ? ne te trompes-tu pas toi-même ? qu'attends-tu de cette passion frénétique et sans terme ? Je n'adresse plus de vœux qu'à elle seule ; mon imagination ne m'offre plus d'autre forme que la sienne, et de tout ce qui m'environne au monde je n'aperçois plus que ce qui a quelque rapport avec elle. C'est ainsi que je

Sweet and beloved Elizabeth! I read and reread her letter, and some softened feelings stole into my heart and dared to whisper paradisiacal dreams of love and joy; but the apple was already eaten, and the angel's arm bared to drive me from all hope. Yet I would die to make her happy. If the monster executed his threat, death was inevitable; yet, ag

England, therefore, I was bound, and it was understood that my union with Elizabeth should take place immediately on my return. My father's age rendered him extremely averse to delay. For myself, there was one reward I promised myself from my detested toils—one consolation for my unparalleled sufferings; it was the prospect of that day when, enfran

This is the secret that all passionate lovers know: In the moment of true ecstasy, we die to ourselves in love, and this surrender itself is oursweetest pleasure. Surrender of self into love is the basis for Intimate Communion.