But between two particular people, any two people on earth, the range
of pure sensational experience is limited. The climax of sensual
reaction, once reached in any direction, is reached finally, there is
no going on. There is only repetition possible, or the going apart of
the two protagonists, or the subjugating of the one will to the other,
or death.
Gerald had penetrated all the outer places of Gudrun's soul. He was to
her the most crucial instance of the existing world, the NE PLUS ULTRA
of the world of man as it existed for her. In him she knew the world,
and had done with it. Knowing him finally she was the Alexander seeking
new worlds. But there WERE no new worlds, there were no more MEN, there
were only creatures, little, ultimate CREATURES like Loerke. The world
was finished now, for her. There was only the inner, individual
darkness, sensation within the ego, the obscene religious mystery of
ultimate reduction, the mystic frictional activities of diabolic
reducing down, disintegrating the vital organic body of life.
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