Reserved people often really need the frank discussion of their sentiments and griefs more than the expansive.

Every atom of your flesh is as dear to me as my own: in pain and sickness it would still be dear.

Children can feel, but they cannot analyse their feelings; and if the analysis is partially effected in thought, they know not how to express the result of the process in words.

The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed.

Conventionality is not morality.

I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will respect myself.

It seems to me, Monsieur, that there is nothing more galling in great physical misfortunes than to be compelled to make all those about us share in our sufferings. The ills of the soul one can hide, but those which attack the body and destroy the faculties cannot be concealed.