She was beautiful, with a beauty so severe and so solitary that at first it was startling. "Ah! If only there were two of me," she thought, "one doing the talking and one listening, one living and one watching, how I would love myself. I'd envy no one."


p. 5 - All Men are Mortal (1946)


She was beautiful, with a beauty so severe and so solitary that at first it was startling. Ah! If only there were two of me, she thought, one doing...

She was beautiful, with a beauty so severe and so solitary that at first it was startling. Ah! If only there were two of me, she thought, one doing...

She was beautiful, with a beauty so severe and so solitary that at first it was startling. Ah! If only there were two of me, she thought, one doing...

She was beautiful, with a beauty so severe and so solitary that at first it was startling. Ah! If only there were two of me, she thought, one doing...