My Candle Was Nearly Burnt Out, When,

All Men Hate The Wretched; How, Then, Must I Be Hated, Who Am Miserable Beyond All Living Things! Yet You, My Creator, Detest And Spurn Me, Thy Creature, To Whom Thou Are Bound By Ties Only Dissoluble By The Annihilation Of One Of Us.

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

It Was The Secrets Of Heaven And Earth That I Desired To Learn.

Ah! It Is Well For The Unfortunate To Be Resigned, But For The Guilty There Is No Peace.

It Is A Strange Feeling For A Girl When First She Finds The Power Put Into Her Hand Of Influencing The Destiny Of Another To Happiness Or Misery. She Is Like A Magician Holding For The First Time A Fairy Wand, Not Having Yet Had Experience Of Its Potency.