leonardo da vinci mona lisa

leonardo da vinci mona lisa
bear her company and be at hand to give her aid in the paroxysms, when
my wife is prompted by her familiar to burn people in their beds at
night, to stab them, to bite their flesh from their bones, and so on-'
'Sir,' I interrupted him, 'you are inexorable for that
unfortunate lady: you speak of her with hate- with vindictive
antipathy. It is cruel- she cannot help being mad.'
'Jane, my little darling (so I will call you, for so you are),
you don't know what you are talking about; you misjudge me again: it
is not because she is mad I hate her. If you were mad, do you think
I should hate you?'
'I do indeed, sir.'
leonardo da vinci mona lisa
'Then you are mistaken, and you know nothing about me, and
nothing about the sort of love of which I am capable. Every atom of
your flesh is as dear to me as my own: in pain and sickness it would
still be dear. Your mind is my treasure, and if it were broken, it
would be my treasure still: if you raved, my arms should confine
you, and not a strait waistcoat- your grasp, even in fury, would
have a charm for me: if you flew at me as wildly as that woman did
this morning, I should receive you in an embrace, at least as fond
as it would be restrictive. I should not shrink from you with
leonardo da vinci mona lisa