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AFEWdayslaterIfoundmyselfinsightofForli.AsIrodealongImeditatedandpresentlythethoughtcametomethatafteralltherewasperhapsacertainequalityintheportioningoutofgoodandevilinthisworld.Whenfategaveonehappinessshefolloweditwithunhappiness,butthetwolastedaboutanequaltime,sothatthebalancewasnotunevenlypreserved....InmyloveforGiuliaIhadgonethroughafewdaysofintensehappinessthefirstkisshadcausedmesuchecstasythatIwasraptuptoheavenIfeltmyselfagod.Andthiswasfollowedbyasortofpassivehappiness,whenIlivedbuttoenjoymyloveandcaredfornothingintheworldbesides.Thencamethecatastrophe,andIpassedthroughthemostawfulmiserythatmanhadeverfelt:evennowasIthoughtofitthesweatgatheredonmyforehead.ButInoticedthatstrangelyasthiswretchednesswasequalwiththefirsthappiness,sowasitequalinlength.AndthiswasfollowedbyapassiveunhappinesswhenInolongerfeltallthebitternessofmywoe,butonlyacertaindullmisery,whichwaslikepeace.Andhalfsmiling,halfsighing,Ithoughtthatthepassivem
