You! You! Yes, it is the truth.

I want nothing else in the world so much as you." "I'd never care for a man who would admit that." "There never was a woman in the world loved a man who did not." "Oh, always I try to analyze these things," she went on desperately, facing him, her eyes somber, her face aglow, her attitude tense.

"I try to look in my mirror and I demand of what I see there.

'What are you ?" I say.

'What is this that I see ?' Why, I can see that a woman might love her own beauty for itself.
Yes, I love my beauty.