few weeks late in referring to Diego and Lazarus, among my other love stories, relative to Gabby. Diego said, like me, it was a delusion and absurdity that the girl demanded of me …
“-Gabrielle said, summarizing his opinion, is a sick mind, a fanatic, a privileged, if you will, a godlike creature … but unable, therefore, subordinate to the laws of human nature, and of earthly happiness till the weak mortals like you and me and as the near universality of men … I prefer my Gregoria. “
Lazarus made the opposition, as usual, on behalf of their ascetic theories, and begged me once, and another, and one hundred, to renounce the world completely, that I locked myself in my studio as a sculptor to carve statues of virgins and saints instead of pagan gods, who thought there Gabby at all hours, without taking care of my loving memory came to her ears, and, finally, to seek merit in my eyes, even without hope of getting it.
The cold and unbearable heaviness insistence that Lazarus continually preached me in this direction eventually hated me that conversation, so much (makes me blush to speak), I had to forbid the day, with bland earnestness that on I speak of Gabby …
As for Diego, I also remember with shame that he tried more than once unworthy subject so delicate and Santos presented by vulgar ways, and my eyes trying to ridicule the pretended character and love of the young Aragonese …