There Is Really No Right And Wrong.

I Want To Live Quietly.

Genius Of A Kind Has Always Been With Me; An Empty Heart That Has Taken On A Certain Wooden Quality; An Excellent, Strong Woman's Body And A Pitiably Starved Soul.

I Read Of The Kalamazoo Girl Who Killed Herself After Reading The Book. I Am Not At All Surprised. She Lived In Kalamazoo, For One Thing, And Then She Read The Book.

May I Never, I Say, Become That Abnormal, Merciless Animal, That Deformed Monstrosity - A Virtuous Woman.

I Have Never Read A Line Of Walt Whitman.