Usually, the first time I go to a new house, face to face with people I barely know, I feel an immense loneliness, I saw myself reflected in the glass of the large terrace window whille black ploom spread over the ral-kounded night panorama, I was tied by blood to no creature in this world, I could go snywhere, do anything. It was dizzyling.
Because I wasn't in love with Yulchl, I understood that very well, The quality and Importance of a fountain pen meant to him something completely different from what it meant to her, Perhaps there are people in this world who love their fountain pens with every fiber of their being-and that's very sad. If you're not in love with him, you can understand him.
I've always been like that I'm not pushed to the brink, I won't move, This time It was the same. For hauling been granited such a warm bed after finding myself in the direst strafts, I thanked the gods-whether they existed or not-with all my heart.