QUESTION My heart is aching. My soul it torn into pieces. As before, my sense demands what it wants. And I understand that my madness is simply drowning me. But it is what I am and I cannot do anything about it. And I am living with it. It has been worrying me of late. But when I met her, both my heart and soul seemed to revolt against my sense. I understand that she is not such a girl as she seems, but my heart demands so that I should be with her and my soul agrees with it. But to do it I must change and I cannot do it. Tell me, please, what can I do in this situation?
ANSWER OF TAYANA Soul, sense: you use such important categories for a more figurative description of your self-admiration…