I go to church alone, and tell the coachman to take the lane opposite the school. That way I'll pass by no. 77. Everything is shuttered — they've...
My Three Graces are at my house; we go out together without my aunt, in a closed landau, laughing as always and from time to time greeting strangers....
Three times I lay back down this morning — my shoulder will not allow me to move.
1 Your son will leave this place And stir a mighty noise — He'll sing and shout and laugh, But rot, but rot!
Here is one of the letters from that M. Couthon — may the devil take him.
My aunt said — "Mademoiselle," in the Niçois way, as the Niçois himself used to say it — and it gave me such pleasure.
Why can one never speak without exaggerating? My dark reflections would be sound if they were a little calmer — their violent form robs them of...
First day of rain, first day of autumn.
I am utterly wretched; all this is destroying me — if such a fever continues I shall fall ill! And they wonder at my pallor!
Our English neighbours at no. 55 are people worthy of notice. It is Lord Augustus Loftus, former ambassador to Berlin, and his family.