“I am at length joined to Bologna, where I am settled like a sausage.”

“I am ashes where once I was fire...”

“I am so changeable, being everything by turns and nothing long - such a strange melange of good and evil.”

“I will keep no further journal of that same hesternal torch‐light ; and, to prevent me from returning, like a dog, to the vomit of memory, I tear out the remaining leaves of this volume...”

“In solitude, where we are least alone.”

“Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.”

“I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned.”