I have made enough faces.
I cannot see myself as a wife. Ugly word.
When one has not long to live, why shouldn't one have fancies?
How can one change one's entire life and build a new one on one moment of love? And yet, that's what you make me want to close my eyes and do.
Is there anything better than to be longing for something, when you know it is within reach?
I'm afraid of NOTHING except being bored!