A weak people and its equally debilitated leaders are bludgeoned by history. It maims them into the cripples that they are meant to be.
What we ought to see in the agonies of puberty is the result of the conditioning that maims the female personality in creating the feminine.
Lucille Sharpe: But the horror... The horror was for love. The things we do for love like this are ugly, mad, full of sweat and regret. This love burns you and maims you and twists you inside out. It is a monstrous love and it makes monsters of us all.
