It is bitter to think of one's best years disappearing in this unpolished country.

I don’t like to talk to people, because I can’t express myself satisfactorily. I don’t say the things I mean.

I always wanted to do my best. I got nothing free—I had to work hard.

I'm a completely worthless woman and no man should risk his life for me.

I never met a man I could marry.

When one has not long to live, why shouldn't one have fancies?

I always look well when I'm near death.