The very winds whispered in soothing accents and maternal Nature bade me...
I do not wish women to have power over men but over themselves.
The agony of my feelings allowed me no respite no incident occurred from...
My dreams were at once more fantastic and agreeable than my writings.
My dreams were all my own I accounted for them to nobody they were my refuge...
I am very averse to bringing myself forward in print but as my account will...
Art begins with resistance - at the point where resistance is overcome. No human masterpiece has ever been created without great labor.
