I deemed myself exempt from all tempestuous passions.

I had almost persuaded myself to weep over thy fall; but I am frail as dust, and mutable as water; I am calm, I am compassionate only in thy absence .-- Make this house, this room, thy abode as long as thou wilt, but forgive me if I prefer solitude for the short time during which I shall stay." Saying this, he motioned as if to leave the apartment.
The stormy passions of this man affected me by sympathy.

I ceased to weep.

I was motionless and speechless with agony.

I sat with my hands clasped, mutely gazing after him as he withdrew.