I hated him then.

He became cheap and very nasty.

He only liked my outer covering too, and was not in the least interested in the creature that lived inside." "You apparently only cared for his eyes," observed Olga.
"Yes, exactly, dear.

How clever you are! I should like to have brought them away with me as trophies.

But he didn't love me enough for that, and nothing else would have satisfied me.