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and were the root of all her subsequent conflicts
and sufferings:
‘She was immensely fond of success; when
once she had a settled purpose before her,
nothing could stop her in pursuing it with any
means at her disposal, and so she always used
to reach her end. Only where feelings were
concerned, strangely enough, her keen perception
continually failed her. She claimed too much
from those who loved her, and whom she loved,
and she had a way of taking by force what
would have been readily given, if she had not
so imperiously claimed it. She had an intense
craving for tenderness and confidence, and
continually wanted somebody at her side to
share everything with her, but she rendered life
impossible to those who lived in close contact
with her. Hers was a nature much too restless
and inharmonious to be contented in the long
run with intimate and tender companionship.
Moreover, she was much too personal to have
sufficient regard for the individuality of her
companion.
‘Kovalevsky, too, in his way, was of a very
unsettled nature, always full of new schemes
and ideas. God knows whether these two
remarkably gifted persons would have been
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