If I'm engrossed in a book, I have to rearrange my thoughts before I can mingle with other people, because otherwise they might think I was strange.
Who would ever think that so much went on in the soul of a young girl?
It must be awful to feel you're not needed.
There's something happening everyday, but I'm too tired and lazy to write it all down.
Paper is more patient than man.
I can shake off everything as I write; my sorrows disappear, my courage is reborn.