Oh, For The Time When I Shall

I Can Say With Sincerity That I Like Cats... A Cat Is An Animal Which Has More Human Feelings Than Almost Any Other.

You Must Forgive Me, For I Struggled Only For You.

Terror Made Me Cruel.

Love Is Like The Wild Rose-briar; Friendship Like The Holly-tree. The Holly Is Dark When The Rose-briar Blooms, But Which Will Bloom Most Constantly?

You Have Left Me So Long To Struggle Against Death, Alone, That I Feel And See Only Death! I Feel Like Death!