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I Liked Looking On At Other People In Crucial Situations. If There Was A Road Accident Or A Street Fight Or A Baby Pickled In A Laboratory Jar For Me To Look At, I'd Stop And Look So Hard I Never Forgot It.

How Can You Be So Many Women To So Many Strange People, Oh You Strange Girl?

My Life Is A Discipline, A Prison: I Live For My Own Work, Without Which I Am Nothing.

Yes, I Was Infatuated With You: I Am Still. No One Has Ever Heightened Such A Keen Capacity Of Physical Sensation In Me. I Cut You Out Because I Couldn't Stand Being A Passing Fancy. Before I Give My Body, I Must Give My Thoughts, My Mind, My Dreams. And You Weren't Having Any Of Those.

If They Substituted The Word 'lust' For 'love' In The Popular Songs It Would Come Nearer The Truth.