We construct our lives for one person, and when at length it is ready to receive her that person does not come; presently she is dead to us, and we live on, prisoners within the walls which were intended only for her.[On construit sa vie pour une personne et quand enfin on peut l’y recevoir, cette personne ne vient pas, puis meurt pour vous et on vit prisonnier dans ce qui n’était destiné qu’à elle.]

Source:Part One, Vol. II: In the Shadow of Young Girls in Flower (1919)
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