When so many are lonely as seem to be lonely, it would be inexcusably selfish to be lonely alone.

I know! WHY! – Am I so catty? – Cause I’m consumed with envy an’ eaten up with longing? –

She lives in a world of her own – a world of – little glass ornaments…

My greatest affliction... is perhaps the major theme of my writings, the affliction of loneliness that follows me like a shadow, a very ponderous shadow too heavy to drag after me all of my days and nights.