It was a beautiful evening in early autumn. As he sat watching the lovers together, and the sun setting, he began to feel at one with the whole scene, with the whole of nature, with the cosmos. He got up and ran home in panic. With relief he 'came to himself' again. Richards identity could be sustained only in isolation. Relationship threatened loss of identity - being engulfed, fused, merged, losing separate distinctiveness.
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