I want fame more than I can tell. But more than I want fame I want happiness.

People say of me, 'She's peculiar.' They do not understand me. If they did they would say so oftener and with emphasis.

Genius, apart from natural sensitiveness, is prone equally to unreasoning joy and to bitterest morbidness.

I have never read a line of Walt Whitman.

Fame is indeed beautiful and benign and gentle and satisfying, but happiness is something at once tender and brilliant beyond all things.

I want fame more than I can tell. But more than I want fame I want happiness.

But in my life, in my personality, there is an essence of falseness and insincerity. A thin, fine vapor of fraud hangs always over me and dampens and injures some things in me that I value.