What I write is not for little girls.
The purity of a person's heart can be quickly measured by how they regard animals
Yes I have loved, as no one on earth ever loved, with an insensate and furious love, so violent that I wonder it did not break my heart
I am one of those for whom superfluity is a necessity.
Who can believe that there is no soul behind those luminous eyes!
Fortune loves to give bedroom slippers to people with wooden legs, and gloves to those with no hands.