PURE ART...and seldom achieved

[Daddieo]

For what is the beloved? She is that which I myself am not. In the act of love, I am
pure male, and she is pure female. She is she, and I am I, and clasped together with her,
I know how perfectly she is not me, how perfectly I am not her, how utterly we are two,
the light and the darkness, and how infinitly and eternally, not-to-be-comprehended by
either of us is the surpassing One we make. ~ D.H. Lawrence ~