" "Why, it's that the child may keep it up--and that the child assuredly WILL--without my knowing it. Flames burst forth from his skull like a corolla, shrieking like voices: --Hell! Hell! Hell! Hell! Hell! Voices spoke near him: --On hell. "Ah, I haven't guessed!" she said very simply. I will not serve that in which I no longer believe, whether it call itself my home, my fatherland, or my church: and I will try to express myself in some mode of life or art as freely as I can and as wholly as I can, using for my defence the only arms I allow myself to use-- silence, exile, and cunning.
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