How easy it is to judge rightly after one sees what evil comes from judging wrongly.
I wish I could tell you how lonely I am. How cold and harsh it is here. Everywhere there is conflict and unkindness. I think God has forsaken this place. I believe I have seen hell and it’s white, it’s snow-white.
People may flatter themselves just as much by thinking that their faults are always present to other people’s minds, as if they believe that the world is always contemplating their individual charms and virtues.
I know you despise me; allow me to say, it is because you don’t understand me.
Margaret was not a ready lover, but where she loved she loved passionately, and with no small degree of jealousy.
There is nothing like wounded affection for giving poignancy to anger.