Love some one—in God's name
love some one—for this is
the bread of the inner life, without
which a part of you will
starve and die; and though you
feel you must be stern,
even hard, in your life of affairs,
make for yourself at least
a little corner, somewhere in the
great world, where you may
unbosom and be kind.

She:
  Do you feel life? Or do you live life?
he:
Do you fear death? Or do you live death?
She:
  I fear death. I do not live it.
he:
What you fear is what you live.
She: (few hours later)
  Why he compares life to death?
   Is he dead already?




then I unbosom few days later He is actually full of life much more like Happy Endings

opalescent sea,
still in moonlight
unbosom those rays,
they belong to me!