straight from my worldess heart, written by Mrs. Mary Shelly in her book "Frankenstien", my newest friend and company...

" But i have one want wich i have never yet been able to satisfy; and the absence of the object of wich i now feel as a most severe evil. i have no friend, margaret; when i am glowing with the enthusiasm of success, there will be none to participate my joy; if i am assailed by disappointment, no one will endevour to sustain me in dejection. i shall commet my thoughts to paper, it is true; but that is a poor medium for the communication of feeling. i desire the company of a man who could sympathise with me; whose eyes would reply to mine. you may deem me romantic, my dear sister, but i bitterly feel the want of a friend. i have no one near me, gentle yet courageous, possessed of a cultivated as well as of a capacious mind, whose tastes are like my own, to aprove or ammend my plans. how would such a friend repair the faults of your poor brother! i am too ardent in execution, and too impatient of difficulties....

... it is true that i have thought more, and that my day dreams are more extended and magnificant; but they want (as thew painters call it) keeping; and i greatly need a friend who would have sense enough not to despise me as romantic, and affection enough for me to endevour to regulate my mind. "

amazingly accurate to the current condition of my own heart.