Whoever is most impertinent has the best chance.

The taste of death is upon my lips. I feel something that is not of this earth.

Directly after God in heaven comes a Papa.

An astonishing number of kisses are flying about! I see a whole crowd of them. Ha! Ha! I have just caught three - They are delicious... I kiss you millions of times.

Write to me and don't be so lazy. Otherwise I shall have to give you a thrashing. What fun! I'll break your head.

When I feel well and in a good humour, or when I am taking a drive or walking after a good meal, or in the night when I cannot sleep, thoughts crowd into my mind as easily as my mind might wish.

I never lie down at night without reflecting that, young as I am, I may not live to see another day.