Farther on, in another place, she wrote: “Do not consider my words as the sickly ecstasies of a diseased mind, but you are, in my opinion perfection! I have seen you I see you every day. I do not judge you; I have not weighed you in the scales of Reason and found you Perfection it is simply an article of faith. But I must confess one sin against you I love you. One should not love perfection. One should only look on it as perfection yet I am in love with you. Though love equalizes, do not fear. I have not lowered you to my level, even in my most secret thoughts. I have written ‘Do not fear,’ as if you could fear. I would kiss your footprints if I could; but, oh! I am not putting myself on a level with you! Look at the signature quick, look at the signature!”