Chapter 15
I can hardly describe to you the effect of these books. They
produced in me an infinity of new images and feelings, that
sometimes raised me to ecstasy, but more frequently sunk
me into the lowest dejection.
Chapter 16
I felt emotions of gentleness and pleasure, that had long appeared dead,
revive within me. Half surprised by the novelty of these sensations, I
allowed myself to be borne away by them, and forgetting my solitude and
deformity, dared to be happy.
Chapter 17
You must create a female for me with whom I can live in the
interchange of those sympathies necessary for my being.
Chapter 18 I could only think of the bourne of my travels andthe work which was to occupy me whilst they endured.
Chapter 19
I now also began to collect the materials necessary for my new
creation, and this was to me like the torture of single drops of
water continually falling on the head.
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