Sir Rodin convinced my parents to have me committed; they are all in Paris to arrange it.

I am in no mood to be deceived any longer by the crafty devil and false character whose greatest pleasure is to take advantage of everyone.

Don't fear anything for your letters, they are burnt one by one and I hope you do the same with mine.

You know what black hatred women feel toward me as soon as they see me, until I return inside my shell, they use every possible weapon. As soon as a generous man tries to help me out, a woman is here to hold his arm and prevent him from acting.

I don't want to say anything because I know I am unable to protect you from the harm that I see.

Send me one hundred francs on our future deals, otherwise I will disappear in a cataclysm.

I tolerate my faults but not at all other people's.