Farewell My Friends, I Go To Glory.

Farewell My Friends, I Go To Glory.

People Don't Live Nowadays: They Get About Ten Percent Out Of Life.

You Were Once Wild Here. Don't Let Them Tame You.

I Had Learned To Have A Perfect Nausea For The Theatre: The Continual Repetition Of The Same Words And The Same Gestures, Night After Night, And The Caprices, The Way Of Looking At Life, And The Entire Rigmarole Disgusted Me.

It Is Unheard-of, Uncivilized Barbarism That Any Woman Should Still Be Forced To Bear Such Monstrous Torture. It Should Be Remedied. It Should Be Stopped. It Is Simply Absurd That, With Our Modern Science, Painless Childbirth Does Not Exist As A Matter Of Course.... I Tremble With Indignation When I Think Ofthe Unspeakable Egotism And Blindness Of Men Of Science Who Permit Such Atrocities When They Can Be Remedied.