Occupation: Writer Birth: August 28, 1814 Death: February 7, 1873
You will think me cruel, very selfish, but love is always selfish; the more ardent the more selfish. How jealous I am you cannot know. You must come ….
What a fool I was! and yet, in the sight of angels, are we any wiser as we grow older? It seems to me, only, that our illusions change as we go on; b….
Nevertheless, life and death are mysterious states, and we know little of the resources of either..
Dearest, your little heart is wounded; think me not cruel because I obey the irresistible law of my strength and weakness; if your dear heart is woun….
You are afraid to die?' Yes, everyone is.' But to die as lovers may - to die together, so that they may live together. Girls are caterpillars when th….
There is no dealing with great sorrow as if it were under the control of our wills. It is a terrible phenomenon, whose laws we must study, and to who….
But dreams come through stone walls, light up dark rooms, or darken light ones, and their persons make their exits and their entrances as they please….
Old persons are sometimes as unwilling to die as tired-out children are to say good night and go to bed..
I remember everything about it—with an effort. I see it all, as divers see what is going on above them, through a medium, dense, rippling, but transp….
Perhaps, she says (Madame de la Rougierre), Other souls than human are sometimes born into the world & clothed in human flesh..
but curiosity is a restless and scrupulous passion, and no one girl can endure, with patience, that hers should be baffled by another..
I did not know till now how irresolute a character was mine..
For some nights I slept profoundly; but still every morning I felt the same lassitude, and a languor weighed upon me all day. I felt myself a changed….
Women are so enigmatical - some in everything - all in matters of the heart. Don't they sometimes actually admire what is repulsive?.
Knowledge is power-and power of one sort or another is the secret lust of human souls; and here is, beside the sense of exploration, the undefinable ….
I can not help it; as I draw near to you, you, in your turn will draw near to others, and learn the rapture of that cruelty, which yet is love; so, f….
How marvellously lie our anxieties, in filmy layers, one over the other! Take away that which has lain on the upper surface for so long - the care of….
There is no such sense of solitude as that which we experience upon the silent and vast elevations of great mountains. Lifted high above the level of….
But to die as lovers may - to die together, so that they may live together..
There comes with old age a time when the heart is no longer fusible or malleable, and must retain the form in which it has cooled down..
No one likes a straight road but the man who pays for it, or who, when he travels, is brute enough to wish to get to his journey's end..