I took all my wax studies and threw them in the fire that's the way it is when something unpleasant happens to me. I take my hammer and I squash a figure.

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

I am not feeling any better because I cannot stay in bed, having constant cause for walking. They say I leave at night by the window of my tower, hanging from a red umbrella with which I set fire to the forest!

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.

If you are nice, and keep your promise, we will be in paradise.

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

I have had the problem of seeing my male model go to Italy and... stay there.