I Have Patience For Centuries

I Implore Those Who Love Me To Love My Solitude.

Do Not Allow Yourself To Be Misled By The Surfaces Of Things

It Wasn't His, It Wasn't My Fault, We Both Had Nothing Except Patience, But Death Has None. I Saw Him Come (how Meanly!) And I Watched Him As He Took And Took: None Of It I Could Claim As Mine.

There Are So Many Things About Which Some Old Man Ought To Tell One While One Is Little; For When One Is Grown One Would Know Them As A Matter Of Course.

To Have A Childhood Means To Live A Thousand Lives Before The One.