"Tell me, R.S., why did I ever take this road? Little did I know the chief peril! Torment in the dark was a danger I feared, and it did not hold me back. I wouldn't have come had I known the danger of light and joy. I have taken my worst wound in parting from that which I love most, even if I should go straight to hell this very night. Alas for the pain in losing what I never thought to find."

"Alas for us all! And for all who walk the world not having met what we have, and even gaining her favor. Such is the way of it: to find and lose, as it seems to those who must proceed when staying is desired. I count you blessed: for your loss you suffer of your own free will, and you might have chosen otherwise. You have not forsaken your duty, and the least reward you shall have is that the memory of her will remain clear and unstained in your heart, and neither fade or grow stale."

"Maybe, and I thank you for your words. True words doubtless, yet all comfort is cold. Memory is not what the heart desires. That is only a mirror, be it clear as crystal. You may see it otherwise, but not so for me."

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