But you and I are not alike, dear as we are to one another.

Well, do not fear: I shall never be happy--will that soothe you, Camille ?" "Yes, Josephine, all is changed; the words you have spoken have driven the fiends out of my heart.

I have nothing to do now but to obey, you to command: it is your right.

Since you love me a little still, dispose of me.

Bid me live: bid me die: bid me stay: bid me go.