“I find I cannot exist without Poetry”

“The Public - a thing I cannot help looking upon as an enemy, and which I cannot address without feelings of hostility.”

“My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.”

“I cannot exist without you - I am forgetful of every thing but seeing you again - my Life seems to stop there - I see no further. You have absorb'd me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I were dissolving... I have been astonished that Men could die Martyrs for religion - I have shudder'd at it - I shudder no more - I could be martyr'd for my Religion - Love is my religion - I could die for that - I could die for you. My creed is Love and you are its only tenet - You have ravish'd me away by a Power I cannot resist.”

“I will clamber through the clouds and exist.”

“You cannot conceive how I ache to be with you: how I would die for one hour...”

“I have a habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am now leading a posthumous existence.”