Evil Thenceforth Became My Good.

At The Age Of Twenty Six I Am In The Condition Of An Aged Person - All My Old Friends Are Gone... & My Heart Fails When I Think By How Few Ties I Hold To The World.

The World Was To Me A Secret Which I Desired To Devine.

It Is True, We Shall Be Monsters, Cut Off From All The World; But On That Account We Shall Be More Attached To One Another.

My Dreams Were All My Own; I Accounted For Them To Nobody; They Were My Refuge When Annoyed - My Dearest Pleasure When Free.

The Guilty Are Allowed, By Human Laws, Bloody As They Are, To Speak In Their Own Defence Before They Are Condemned.