Letter

 1 Introd  |      misery has filled me with sadness ever since my youth. And
 2 XXXI    |       me any more.~Never mind! Sadness is not unhealthy. It prevents
 3 CLXIV   |    your health first? And this sadness, this discontent that Paris
 4 CLXXVI  |   cataracts, floods, oceans of sadness, were breaking over me.
 5 CLXXXVII|      not want to increase your sadness already so profound, by
 6 CXCV    |      misery has filled me with sadness ever since my youth. And
 7 CCXVI   |   everything is converted into sadness! Any action whatever disgusts
 8 CCXLVI  |      no more anger and no more sadness, let us be logical.~I myself
 9 CCXLVI  | hateful, I like them, but your sadness, your weeks of spleen, I
10 CCXLVI  | control: the subjects of great sadness are elsewhere, in the spectacle
11 CCLXVIII|        I had a moment of great sadness when I looked at the first
12 CCXCIV  |      you have a new subject of sadness amidst your spleen.~Come,
13 CCCXVII |     your poor, dear mamma in a sadness that does not disappear.