Oh! To live alone, always alone, in the midst of the crowd that surrounds me, without a word of love ever coming to gladden my soul, without a friendly hand reaching out to me!
Herculine BarbinTags: sadness loneliness alone sad intersex hermaphrodite
May you hear my feeble voice! It will tell you that here below there is a heart full of the memory of you.
Herculine BarbinTags: love loss sadness death memory grief intersex hermaphrodite
You are to be pitied more than I, perhaps. I soar above all your innumerable miseries, partaking of the nature of the angels; for, as you have said, my place is not in your narrow sphere. You have the earth, I have boundless space. Enchained here below by the thousand bonds of your gross, material senses, your spirits cannot plunge into that limpid Ocean of the infinite, where, lost for a day upon your arid shores, my soul drinks deep.
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