What does it mean, being a woman?
I gave my beauty and my youth to men. I am going to give my wisdom and experience to animals.
My parents gave me a strict upbringing, which at times has caused me to suffer distress but today I am grateful to them for it.
No more hard work than look beautiful with eight in the morning until midnight.
Death was like love, a romantic escape.
I tried to make myself as pretty as possible and even then I thought I was ugly. I found it madly difficult to go out, to show myself.