The literary excerpt below was written by "still, she continued to write him loving letters, faithful to the idea that a woman must always write to her lover. but as her pen flew over the paper she was aware of the presence of another man, a phantom embodying her most ardent memories, the most beautiful things she had read and her strongest desires. in the end he became so real and accessible that she tingled with excitement, unable though she was to picture him clearly, so hidden was he, godlike, under his manifold attributes. he dwelt in that enchanted realm where silken ladders swing from balconies moon-bright and flower scented. she felt him near her: he was coming—coming to ravish her entirely in a kiss. and the next moment she would drop back to earth, shattered; for these rapturous love-dreams drained her more than the greatest orgies."