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'You used to stir my imagination. Now you don't even stir my curiosity. You simply produce no effects'

The moment was lost in vulgar details

'Then I feel that I have given away my whole soul to someone who treats it as if it were a flower to put in his coat, a bit of decoration to charm his vanity, an ornament for a summer's day'

'I once wore nothing else but violets all through one season, as a form of artistic mourning for a romance that would not die. Ultimately, however, it did die. I forget what killed it. I think it was her proposing to sacrifice the whole world for me. That is always a dreadful moment. It fills one with the terror of eternity'

And left was nothing but a lingering sense of infinity