Love Is Desire Sustained By

She Herself Is A Haunted House. She Does Not Possess Herself; Her Ancestors Sometimes Come And Peer Out Of The Windows Of Her Eyes And That Is Very Frightening. From "the Lady Of The Haunted House

I Am Entirely Alone. I And My Shadow Fill The Universe.

The End Of All Stories, Even If The Writer Forebears To Mention It, Is Death, Which Is Where Time Stops Short. Sheherezade Knew This, Which Is Why She Kept On Spinning Another Story Out Of The Bowels Of The Last One, Never Coming To A Point Where She Could Say: "this Is The End." Because It Would Have Been.

Vengeful As Nature Herself, She Loves Her Children Only In Order To Devour Them Better And If She Herself Rips Her Own Veils Of Self-deceit, Mother Perceives In Herself Untold Abysses Of Cruelty As Subtle As It Is Refined.

There Is A Striking Resemblance Between The Act Of Love And The Ministrations Of A Torturer.