I cannot hope that I'll be well again unless I think that that's what you want too. But if my sickness doesn't worry you, what good is it to me to be well again?
 My light, may you not love me any more the way I think you did a few days since, if I have ever in my youthful life done anything as stupid as I did yesterday, when I left you all alone because I didn't want to show my love.