I cannot find it in me to fear a man who took ten years a learning of his alphabet.
I will have here but one mistress and no master.
Who seeketh two strings to one bow, they may shoot strong, but never straight.
It is hard to find beauty in the art of self expression.
Affection! Affection is false.
If I follow the inclination of my nature, it is this: beggar-woman and single, far rather than queen and married.