The moment one accosts a stranger or is accosted by him is above all in this life the moment of drama… Whoever we meet watches us intently at the quick, strange moment of meeting, to see whether we are disposed to be friendly. – Haniel Long
In youth the human body drew me and was the object of my secret and natural dreams. But body after body has taken away from me that sensual phosphorescence which my youth delighted in. Within me is no disturbing interplay now, but only the steady currents of adaptation and of sympathy. – Haniel Long
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