I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
"I want in fact more of you. In my mind I am dressing you with light; I am wrapping you up in blankets of complete acceptance and then I give myself to you. I long for you; I who usually long without longing, as though I am unconscious and absorbed in neutrality and apathy, really, utterly long for every bit of you."
Letters To Milena
"You find my words dark. Darkness is in our souls, do you not think?"
James Joyce, from