What am I? Nothing. What would I be? Everything.
They who see only what they wish to see in those around them are very fortunate.
To a woman who knows her own mind men can only be a minor consideration.
... I will never love, for I should never be loved as I desire to be loved.
Nothing is ever so good or so bad in reality as it is in the anticipation.
I long to see everything, to know everything, to learn everything!.