Would that it were possible for this all too substantial body of mine to liquefy and silently dissipate like the mist of the morning! Or that it were not forbidden by divine decree to violently destroy it! Merciful Heaven! How tired I am of all the customs of life! How spiritless, tasteless, and useless they all appear to me! Bah! The whole earth is in my eyes a neglected garden in which the plants have been left to grow as they please, until it has become entirely occupied by a luxuriant growth