[BNP/E3, 13A – 62]

It was a kind of disease – a perpetual pining for something which was, I felt, unobtainable; a longing for something so vague, so indefinably beautiful, that earth could not contain it. Affections, loves, relations of sex – all these seemed to me cold, so cold. Genius is a disease, a glorious disease, but a great one.

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[62^v]

I loved a woman; there was the story of sex relations, an emotional novelty. They were sex relations and no more. It was pleasure and no more.

Maria Maria Nogueira de Freitas

Maria Nogueira de Freitas

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AURELIO PREIRA QUINTANILSA