““He is amazed that he longed so deeply for the young girl when she was not there, that he was really happier sitting alone and thinking about her than when she was there. He needed her not for loving her ... yes, sometimes it was as though her presence could be disturbing for him. He also wrote to her rather than spoke. He had lived far too inwardly, far too spiritually, for this sensual nearness not to be as though too much.””