"Is there a more terrible illumination than that of silence which shows us not one absent love, but a thousand?"
"Besides, more cruel than the silence of prisons, that kind of silence is in itself a prison, an immaterial enclosure, but impenetrable, this interposed slice of empty atmosphere, through which, despite its emptiness, the visual rays of the abandoned lover cannot pass."
"It has been said also that silence is a torture, capable of goading to madness him who is condemned to it in a prison cell; but what a torture keener than that of having to keep silence, to have to endure the silence of the person one loves?"
"Nothing so tempts us to approach another person as what is keeping us apart, and what barrier is there so insurmountable as silence?"
"It has been said that silence is a force; in another and widely different sense, it is a tremendous force in the hands of those who are loved. It increases the anxiety of the lover who has to wait."
... a shadow behind which we can alternatively imagine with equal justification that there burns the flame of hatred and of love."
... with respect to which we form countless beliefs based upon his words and sometimes upon his actions, though neither words nor actions can give us anything but inadequate and as it proves, contradictory information; ...
... like a garden at which, with all its borders spread out before us, we gaze through a railing; but is a shadow, which we can never succeed in penetrating, of which there can be no such thing as direct knowledge, ...
"And thus it was she who first gave me the idea that a person does not, as I had imagined, stand motionless and clear before our eyes with his merits, his defects, his plans, his intentions with regard to ourself exposed on his surface, ...
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