1 I am malicious because I am miserable.
2 I am miserable, and they shall share my wretchedness.
3 They found a miserable asylum in the cottage in Germany, where I discovered them.
4 I, a miserable wretch, haunted by a curse that shut up every avenue to enjoyment.
5 You may render me the most miserable of men, but you shall never make me base in my own eyes.
6 For some weeks I led a miserable life in the woods, endeavouring to cure the wound which I had received.
7 If such lovely creatures were miserable, it was less strange that I, an imperfect and solitary being, should be wretched.
8 Such were the events that preyed on the heart of Felix and rendered him, when I first saw him, the most miserable of his family.
9 I am alone and miserable; man will not associate with me; but one as deformed and horrible as myself would not deny herself to me.
10 I was a poor, helpless, miserable wretch; I knew, and could distinguish, nothing; but feeling pain invade me on all sides, I sat down and wept.
11 When I reflect, my dear cousin," said she, "on the miserable death of Justine Moritz, I no longer see the world and its works as they before appeared to me.
12 Here, then, I retreated and lay down happy to have found a shelter, however miserable, from the inclemency of the season, and still more from the barbarity of man.
13 The weather was fine; it was about the middle of the month of August, nearly two months after the death of Justine, that miserable epoch from which I dated all my woe.
14 He said little, but when he spoke I read in his kindling eye and in his animated glance a restrained but firm resolve not to be chained to the miserable details of commerce.
15 My thoughts now became more active, and I longed to discover the motives and feelings of these lovely creatures; I was inquisitive to know why Felix appeared so miserable and Agatha so sad.
16 Sometimes, with my sails set, I was carried by the wind; and sometimes, after rowing into the middle of the lake, I left the boat to pursue its own course and gave way to my own miserable reflections.
17 These were wild and miserable thoughts, but I cannot describe to you how the eternal twinkling of the stars weighed upon me and how I listened to every blast of wind as if it were a dull ugly siroc on its way to consume me.
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