“Fool that I am," said he,"that I did not tear out my heart the day I resolved to revenge myself".”

“What a fool I was, not to tear my heart out on the day when I resolved to avenge myself!”

“I would be a fool to lose my heart to him, but I am tempted more each day.”

“Did you need something?' I asked.'Yes,' he said, reaching out and taking my hand. My heart thumped hard at his touch. I told myself I should pull my hand away, but I couldn't make myself do it.'What did you need?' My voice was little more than a whisper.'Your smile. I haven't seen it all day.”

“What has infused my very blood with an unconquerable hatred of the whole tribe of fools from the day of my birth is that I become a fool myself whenever I am in their company.”

“…there is not a day of my life that I am not critiquing myself to see if my politics are borne out in the way that I live and the way that I talk and present myself.”