"Somebody has to say it: what is literary criticism?"
If people could figure out life in terms of triangles with two forces, preferably people, interacting in terms of a third mediating force, not necessarily people, triangles which revolve until they form a sphere and return to the beginning, then life would go on. As would death.
Moonlight had tricked her. She will tell her mother, "It's alright, mother, he never laid a hand on me. He was an...eclectic man." They were never alone. The walk has tried her, she will have a good night's sleep and it will be alright. She will forget him.
"WE DIE.
"BUT I HAVE TOLD YOU THAT I BELIEVE IN ANGELS.
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"I BELIEVE IN THE BEAUTIFUL.
"I AM, IN FACT, AN ACCOMPLISHED FOOL."