and　they　are　right　in　this　sense；that　human　happiness　is
  coincident　with　the　annihilation　of　'Self。'　Only　they　do　not
  express　themselves　well。　　They　say　that　Humanity　should
  annihilate　itself　to　avoid　its　sufferings；　that　its　object　should
  be　to　destroy　itself。　　Now　the　object　of　Humanity　cannot　be　to
  avoid　sufferings　by　annihilation；　since　suffering　is　the　result
  of　activity。　　The　object　of　activity　cannot　consist　in
  suppressing　its　consequences。　　The　object　of　Man；　as　of　Humanity；
  is　happiness；　and；　to　attain　it；　Humanity　has　a　law　which　it　must
  carry　out。　　This　law　consists　in　the　union　of　beings。　　This　union
  is　thwarted　by　the　passions。　　And　that　is　why；　if　the　passions
  disappear；　the　union　will　be　accomplished。　　Humanity　then　will
  have　carried　out　the　law；　and　will　have　no　further　reason　to
  exist。〃
  〃And　before　Humanity　carries　out　the　law？〃
  〃In　the　meantime　it　will　have　the　sign　of　the　unfulfilled　law；
  and　the　existence　of　physical　love。　　As　long　as　this　love　shall
  exist；　and　because　of　it；　generations　will　be　born；　one　of　which
  will　finally　fulfil　the　law。　　When　at　last　the　law　shall　be
  fulfilled；　the　Human　Race　will　be　annihilated。　　At　least　it　is
  impossible　for　us　to　conceive　of　Life　in　the　perfect　union　of
  people。〃
  CHAPTER　XII。
  〃Strange　theory！〃　cried　I。
  〃Strange　in　what？　　According　to　all　the　doctrines　of　the　Church；
  the　world　will　have　an　end。　Science　teaches　the　same　fatal
  conclusions。　Why；　then；　is　it　strange　that　the　same　thing　should
  result　from　moral　Doctrine？　　'Let　those　who　can；　contain；'　said
  Christ。　　And　I　take　this　passage　literally；　as　it　is　written。
  That　morality　may　exist　between　people　in　their　worldly
  relations；　they　must　make　complete　chastity　their　object。　　In
  tending　toward　this　end；　man　humiliates　himself。　　When　he　shall
  reach　the　last　degree　of　humiliation；　we　shall　have　moral
  marriage。
  〃But　if　man；　as　in　our　society；　tends　only　toward　physical　love；
  though　he　may　clothe　it　with　pretexts　and　the　false　forms　of
  marriage；　he　will　have　only　permissible　debauchery；　he　will　know
  only　the　same　immoral　life　in　which　I　fell　and　caused　my　wife　to
  fall；　a　life　which　we　call　the　honest　life　of　the　family。　　Think
  what　a　perversion　of　ideas　must　arise　when　the　happiest　situation
  of　man；　liberty；　chastity；　is　looked　upon　as　something　wretched
  and　ridiculous。　　The　highest　ideal；　the　best　situation　of　woman；
  to　be　pure；　to　be　a　vestal；　a　virgin；　excites　fear　and　laughter
  in　our　society。　　How　many；　how　many　young　girls　sacrifice　their
  purity　to　this　Moloch　of　opinion　by　marrying　rascals　that　they
  may　not　remain　virgins；that　is；　superiors！　Through　fear　of
  finding　themselves　in　that　ideal　state；　they　ruin　themselves。
  〃But　I　did　not　understand　formerly；　I　did　not　understand　that　the
  words　of　the　Gospel；　that　'he　who　looks　upon　a　woman　to　lust
  after　her　has　already　committed　adultery；'　do　not　apply　to　the
  wives　of　others；　but　notably　and　especially　to　our　own　wives。　　I
  did　not　understand　this；　and　I　thought　that　the　honeymoon　and　all
  of　my　acts　during　that　period　were　virtuous；　and　that　to　satisfy
  one's　desires　with　his　wife　is　an　eminently　chaste　thing。　　Know；
  then；　that　I　consider　these　departures；　these　isolations；　which
  young　married　couples　arrange　with　the　permission　of　their
  parents；　as　nothing　else　than　a　license　to　engage　in　debauchery。
  〃I　saw；　then；　in　this　nothing　bad　or　shameful；　and；　hoping　for
  great　joys；　I　began　to　live　the　honeymoon。　　And　very　certainly
  none　of　these　joys　followed。　　But　I　had　faith；　and　was　determined
  to　have　them；　cost　what　they　might。　　But　the　more　I　tried　to
  secure　them；　the　less　I　succeeded。　　All　this　time　I　felt　anxious；
  ashamed；　and　weary。　　Soon　I　began　to　suffer。　　I　believe　that　on
  the　third　or　fourth　day　I　found　my　wife　sad　and　asked　her　the
  reason。　　I　began　to　embrace　her；　which　in　my　opinion　was　all　that
  she　could　desire。　　She　put　me　away　with　her　hand；　and　began　to
  weep。
  〃At　what？　　She　could　not　tell　me。　　She　was　filled　with　sorrow；
  with　anguish。　　Probably　her　tortured　nerves　had　suggested　to　her
  the　truth　about　the　baseness　of　our　relations；　but　she　found　no
  words　in　which　to　say　it。　　I　began　to　question　her；　she　answered
  that　she　missed　her　absent　mother。　　It　seemed　to　me　that　she　was
  not　telling　the　truth。　　I　sought　to　console　her　by　maintaining
  silence　in　regard　to　her　parents。　　I　did　not　imagine　that　she
  felt　herself　simply　overwhelmed；　and　that　her　parents　had　nothing
  to　do　with　her　sorrow。　　She　did　not　listen　to　me；　and　I　accused
  her　of　caprice。　　I　began　to　laugh　at　her　gently。　　She　dried　her
  tears；　and　began　to　reproach　me；　in　hard　and　wounding　terms；　for
  my　selfishness　and　cruelty。
  〃I　looked　at　her。　　Her　whole　face　expressed　hatred；　and　hatred　of
  me。　　I　cannot　describe　to　you　the　fright　which　this　sight　gave
  me。　　'How？　What？'　thought　I；　'love　is　the　unity　of　souls；　and
  here　she　hates　me？　　Me？　　Why？　　But　it　is　impossible！　　It　is　no
  longer　she！'
  〃I　tried　to　calm　her。　　I　came　in　conflict　with　an　immovable　and
  cold　hostility；　so　that；　having　no　time　to　reflect；　I　was　seized
  with　keen　irritation。　　We　exchanged　disagreeable　remarks。　　The
  impression　of　this　first　quarrel　was　terrible。　　I　say　quarrel；
  but　the　term　is　inexact。　　It　was　the　sudden　discovery　of　the
  abyss　that　had　been　dug　between　us。　　Love　was　exhausted　with　the
  satisfaction　of　sensuality。　　We　stood　face　to　face　in　our　true
  light；　like　two　egoists　trying　to　procure　the　greatest　possible
  enjoyment；　like　two　individuals　trying　to　mutually　exploit　each
  other。
  〃So　what　I　called　our　quarrel　was　our　actual　situation　as　it
  appeared　after　the　satisfaction　of　sensual　desire。　　I　did　not
  realize　that　this　cold　hostility　was　our　normal　state；　and　that
  this　first　quarrel　would　soon　be　drowned　under　a　new　flood　of　the
  intensest　sensuality。　　I　thought　that　we　had　disputed　with　each
  other；　and　had　become　reconciled；　and　that　it　would　not　happen
  again。　　But　in　this　same　honeymoon　there　came　a　period　of
  satiety；　in　which　we　ceased　to　be　necessary　to　each　other；　and　a
  new　quarrel　broke　out。
  〃It　became　evident　that　the　first　was　not　a　matter　of　chance。
  'It　was　inevitable；'　I　thought。　This　second　quarrel　stupefied　me
  the　more；　because　it　was　based　on　an　extremely　unjust　cause。　It
  was　something　like　a　question　of　money；and　never　had　I　haggled
  on　that　score；　it　was　even　impossible　that　I　should　do　so　in
  relation　to　her。　　I　only　remember　that；　in　answer　to　some　remark
  that　I　made；　she　insinuated　that　it　was　my　intention　to　rule　her
  by　means　of　money；　and　that　it　was　upon　money　that　I　based　my
  sole　right　over　her。　　In　short；　something　extraordinarily　stupid
  and　base；　which　was　neither　in　my　character　nor　in　hers。
  〃I　was　beside　myself。　　I　accused　her　of　indelicacy。　　She　made　the
  same　accusation　against　me；　and　the　dispute　broke　out。　　In　her
  words；　in　the　expression　of　her　face；　of　her　eyes；　I　noticed
  again　the　hatred　that　had　so　astonished　me　before。　　With　a
  brother；　friends；　my　father；　I　had　occasionally　quarrelled；　but
  never　had　there　been　between　us　this　fierce　spite。　　Some　time
  passed。　　Our　mutual　hatred　was　again　concealed　beneath　an　access
  of　sensual　desire；　and　I　again　consoled　myself　with　the
  reflection　that　these　scenes　were　reparable　faults。
  〃But　when　they　were　repeated　a　third　and　a　fourth　time；　I
  understood　that　they　were　not　simply　faults；　but　a　fatality　that
  must　happen　again。　　I　was　no　longer　frightened；　I　was　simply
  astonished　that　I　should　be　precisely　the　one　to　live　so
  uncomfortably　with　my　wife；　and　that　the　same　thing　did　not
  happen　in　other　households。　　I　did　not　know　that　in　all
  households　the　same　sudden　changes　take　place；　but　that　all；　like
  myself；　imagine　that　it　is　a　misfortune　exclusively　reserved　for
  themselves　alone；　which　they　carefully　conceal　as　shameful；　not
  only　to　others；　but　to　themselves；　like　a　bad　disease。
  〃That　was　what　happened　to　me。　　Begun　in　the　early　days；　it
  continued　and　increased　with　characteristics　of　fury　that　were
  ever　more　pronounced。　　At　the　bottom　of　my　soul；　from　the　first
  weeks；　I　felt　that　I　was　in　a　trap；　that　I　had　what　I　did　not
  expect；　and　that　marriage　is　not　a　joy；　but　a　painful　trial。
  Like　everybody　else；　I　refused　to　confess　it　（I　should　not　have
  confessed　it　even　now　but　for　the　outcome）。　　Now　I　am　astonished
  to　think　that　I　did　not　see　my　real　situation。　　It　was　so　easy　to
  perceive　it；　in　view　of　those　quarrels；　begun　for　reasons　so
  trivial　that　afterwards　one　could　not　recall　them。
  〃Just　as　it　often　happens　among　gay　young　people　that；　in　the
  absence　of　jokes；　they　laugh　at　their　own　laughter；　so　we　found
  no　reasons　for　our　hatred；　and　we　hated　each　other　because　hatred
  was　naturally　boiling　up　in　us。　　More　extraordinary　still　was　the
  absence　of　causes　for　reconciliation。
  〃Sometimes　words；　explanations；　or　even　tears；　but　sometimes；　I
  remember；　after　insulting　wo