I've got the key to my castle in the air, but whether I can unlock the door remains to be seen.

Is it not meningitis?

I ask not for any crown But that which all may win; Nor try to conquer any world Except the one within.

All the worse for the undeniable talent which hides the evil so subtly and makes the danger so delightful.

... because I have fallen in love with so many pretty girls and never once the least bit with any man.

She is too fond of books, and it has turned her brain.

Nothing provokes speculation more than the sight of a woman enjoying herself." -