It is odd to find myself writing these phrases as though i loved what in fact i hate. Sometimes i don't recognize my own thoughts.What do i know of phrases like 'the dark night' or of prayer, who have only one prayer ? I have inherited them, that is all, like a husband who is left by death in the useless possession of a woman's clothes, scents, pots of cream ............
End of the Affair
Ricardo Moncalvo 1937