What Terrified Me Will Terrify

Everything Must Have A Beginning ... And That Beginning Must Be Linked To Something That Went Before.

The Agony Of My Feelings Allowed Me No Respite; No Incident Occurred From Which My Rage And Misery Could Not Extract Its Food.

My Dreams Were At Once More Fantastic And Agreeable Than My Writings.

...we Are Unfashioned Creatures, But Half Made Up, If One Wiser, Better, Dearer Than Ourselves - Such A Friend Ought To Be - Do Not Lend His Aid To Perfectionate Our Weak And Faulty Natures.

Life Is Obstinate And Clings Closest Where It Is Most Hated.