The world is like a little marsh filled with mint and white hawthorn.

May I never, I say, become that abnormal, merciless animal, that deformed monstrosity - a virtuous woman.

Let me but make a beginning, let me but strike the world in a vulnerable spot, and I can take it by storm.

I've never made plans for more than a day ahead.

Some day the Devil will come to me and say: 'Come with me.'And I will answer: 'Yes.

Genius of a kind has always been with me; an empty heart that has taken on a certain wooden quality; an excellent, strong woman's body and a pitiably starved soul.

The world is like a little marsh filled with mint and white hawthorn.