Quote from : The Silver Age of Russian Culture: An Anthology Book

On the third day Vera said: 'I love your body because it is beautiful. But I do not know your soul. I do not know whether there is a soul. Nor is it necessary for me because your body is beautiful. But everything is mutable and you will grow old. At first your face will grow old. Your body will live longer. An old face will be a mockery before a youthful body. And then a wasted body will be a mockery to ravenous desires. This is like the dead light of the setting sun which from the clouds above was reflected in the water... feeble and full of disillusion. Should I not kill you so that I might always possess you for myself.' And Vera became terrifying. I found this unpleasant. But from these words I understood that she had decided upon the day. ("Thirty-Three Abominations")