Oh, don't say that I was untrue, even though our being apart made me appear cool. It would be as easy to me to be separated from myself as from you, to whom, if I ever stray, I return, like a traveller coming home; right on time, punctual, not affected by circumstances, so that I am myself bringing the water that will wash away my sin. Even if my nature had every kind of carnal weakness imaginable you shouldn't believe that it could be so perversely sinful as to abandon all your goodness for worthless women, because I consider the whole universe worthless, apart from you, my rose of youth: you're my everything in it.
