I like this day; I like that sky of steel; I like the sternness and stillness of the world under this frost.

While I loved, and while I was loved, what an existence I enjoyed!

Sometimes I have the strangest feeling about you. Especially when you are near me as you are now. It feels as though I had a string tied here under my left rib where my heart is, tightly knotted to you in a similar fashion. And when you go to Ireland, with all that distance between us, I am afraid that this cord will be snapped, and I shall bleed inwardly.

If men could see us as we really are, they would be a little amazed.

I can but die... and I believe in God. Let me try and wait His will in silence.

Jane, be still; don't struggle so like a wild, frantic bird, that is rending its own plumage in its desperation." "I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being, with an independent will; which I now exert to leave you.

I could not help it: the restlessness was in my nature; it agitated me to pain sometimes.