My countrymen have commissioned a bust of the Republic. It will be placed on the fountain of my native town.

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

Madhouses are houses made on purpose to cause suffering . . . I cannot stand any longer the screams of these creatures.

I have fallen into an abyss. I live in a world so curious, so strange. Of the dream that was my life, this is my nightmare.

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

My countrymen have commissioned a bust of the Republic. It will be placed on the fountain of my native town.

I sleep completely naked to make me believe you are here, but when I wake up it is not the same thing. Most of all, don't deceive me with other women any more.