1 I never could guess a riddle in my life.
2 I had hardly ever seen a handsome youth; never in my life spoken to one.
3 I considered; my life was so wretched, it must be changed, or I must die.
4 I never laughed at presentiments in my life, because I have had strange ones of my own.
5 During these eight years my life was uniform: but not unhappy, because it was not inactive.
6 Those who had saved my life, whom, till this hour, I had loved barrenly, I could now benefit.
7 God did not give me my life to throw away; and to do as you wish me would, I begin to think, be almost equivalent to committing suicide.
8 The whole consciousness of my life lorn, my love lost, my hope quenched, my faith death-struck, swayed full and mighty above me in one sullen mass.
9 Hitherto I have recorded in detail the events of my insignificant existence: to the first ten years of my life I have given almost as many chapters.
10 A phase of my life was closing to-night, a new one opening to-morrow: impossible to slumber in the interval; I must watch feverishly while the change was being accomplished.
11 I know no medium: I never in my life have known any medium in my dealings with positive, hard characters, antagonistic to my own, between absolute submission and determined revolt.
12 Providence has blessed my endeavours to secure a competency; and as I am unmarried and childless, I wish to adopt her during my life, and bequeath her at my death whatever I may have to leave.
13 The night before he left home, happening to see him walking in the garden about sunset, and remembering, as I looked at him, that this man, alienated as he now was, had once saved my life, and that we were near relations, I was moved to make a last attempt to regain his friendship.