"Hate lay like boredom over the evening ahead. I had committed myself: without love I would have to go through the gestures of love. I felt the guilt before I had committed the crime, the crime of drawing the innocent into my own maze. [A kiss] may be nothing... but at any time it may prove to be everything."
The End of the Affair
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