"I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness."
"Don’t be afraid; I’ll keep looking at you for ever and ever, without a flutter of my eyelids, and you’ll live in my gaze like a mote in a sunbeam."
"I feel stifled, weak, pallid and utterly absurd."
"I dreamed of a place where I wouldn’t be fighting gravity with my own body weight."
"I begin to wish for firelight, and privacy, and the limbs of one person."
"All is solemn, all is pale where she stands."