I cannot bear that you / Should think me faithful, when I am untrue.

It is dreadful how I miss you, and everything that everybody says seems flat and stupid.

[On writing:] The most egotistic of occupations, and the most gratifying while it lasts.

It is no good my telling you. One never believes other people's experiencem and one is only very gradually convinced by one's own.

Flowers really do intoxicate me.

Ambition, old as mankind, the immemorial weakness of the strong.

Travel is a private pleasure, since it consists entirely of things felt and things seen.