“I am an invisible monster, and I am incapable of loving anybody. You don't know which is worse.”
“I'm an invisible monster. I'm incapable of loving anybody. You don't know which is worse.”
“Even if I don't like what I am, I know what I am. My children like what they are, but they don't know what they are. So tell me which is worse.”
“And do you know, I came with horror to the conclusion that, if anything could dissipate my love for humanity, it would be ingratitude. In short, I am a hired servant, I expect my payment at once--that is, praise, and the repayment of love with love. Otherwise I am incapable of loving anyone.”
“I am not loved. I am not a beautiful soul. I am not a good-natured, giving person. I am not anybody's savior.”
“I am somebody. I am me. And I don't need anybody to make me somebody.”