I See By Your Eagerness, And The

I Am Not A Person Of Opinions Because I Feel The Counter Arguments Too Strongly.

Oh! Grief Is Fantastic; It Weaves A Web On Which To Trace The History Of Its Woe From Every Form And Change Around; It Incorporates Itself With All Living Nature; It Finds Sustenance In Every Object; As Light, It Fills All Things, And, Like Light, It Gives Its Own Colors To All.

To Examine The Causes Of Life, We Must First Have Recourse To Death.

It May...be Judged Indecent In Me To Come Forward On This Occasion; But When I See A Fellow-creature About To Perish Through The Cowardice Of Her Pretended Friends, I Wish To Be Allowed To Speak, That I May Say What I Know Of Her Character.

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