That must be the story of innumerable couples，
and the pattern of lifeof life it offers has
a homely grace.It reminds you of a placid
rivulet，meandering smoothly through green
pastures and shaded by pleasant trees，till
at last it falls into the vasty sea;
but the sea is so calm，so silent，
so indifferent，that you are troubled
suddently by a vague uneasiness.
Perhaps it is only by a kink in my
nature，strong in me even in those
days，that i felt in such an existence，
the share of the great majority，something
amiss.I recognized its social value.
I saw its ordered happiness，but a fever
in my blood asked for a wilder course.
There seemed to me something alarming
in such easy delights.In my heart was
desire to live more dangerously.I was
not unprepared for jagged rocks and
treacherous，shoals it I could only
have change-change and the exicitement of unforeseen.