The Heart Will Break, But Broken Live On.
Be Thou The Rainbow In The Storms Of Life. The Evening Beam That Smiles The Clouds Away, And Tints Tomorrow With Prophetic Ray.
A Man Of Eighty Has Outlived Probably Three New Schools Of Painting, Two Of Architecture And Poetry And A Hundred In Dress.
What Should I Have Known Or Written Had I Been A Quiet, Mercantile Politician Or A Lord In Waiting? A Man Must Travel, And Turmoil, Or There Is No Existence.
Yes, Love Indeed Is Light From Heaven; A Spark Of That Immortal Fire With Angels Shared, By Allah Given To Lift From Earth Our Low Desire.
There's Naught, No Doubt, So Much The Spirit Calms As Rum And True Religion.
A Mistress Never Is Nor Can Be A Friend. While You Agree, You Are Lovers; And When It Is Over, Anything But Friends.
Where There Is Mystery, It Is Generally Suspected There Must Also Be Evil.
Those Who Will Not Reason, Are Bigots, Those Who Cannot, Are Fools, And Those Who Dare Not, Are Slaves.
This Is The Patent Age Of New Inventions For Killing Bodies, And For Saving Souls. All Propagated With The Best Intentions.
Lovers May Be - And Indeed Generally Are - Enemies, But They Never Can Be Friends, Because There Must Always Be A Spice Of Jealousy And A Something Of Self In All Their Speculations.
The Cardinal Is At His Wit's End - It Is True That He Had Not Far To Go.
Love Will Find A Way Through Paths Where Wolves Fear To Prey.
I Know That Two And Two Make Four - And Should Be Glad To Prove It Too If I Could - Though I Must Say If By Any Sort Of Process I Could Convert 2 And 2 Into Five It Would Give Me Much Greater Pleasure.
What Is Fame? The Advantage Of Being Known By People Of Whom You Yourself Know Nothing, And For Whom You Care As Little.
Sometimes We Are Less Unhappy In Being Deceived By Those We Love, Than In Being Undeceived By Them.
Man's Love Is Of Man's Life A Part; It Is A Woman's Whole Existence. In Her First Passion, A Woman Loves Her Lover, In All The Others All She Loves Is Love.
For What Were All These Country Patriots Born? To Hunt, And Vote, And Raise The Price Of Corn?
It Is Useless To Tell One Not To Reason But To Believe - You Might As Well Tell A Man Not To Wake But Sleep.
But Words Are Things, And A Small Drop Of Ink, Falling Like Dew, Upon A Thought, Produces That Which Makes Thousands, Perhaps Millions, Think.
Nothing Can Confound A Wise Man More Than Laughter From A Dunce.
Ye Stars! Which Are The Poetry Of Heaven!
Adversity Is The First Path To Truth.
There Is No Such Thing As A Life Of Passion Any More Than A Continuous Earthquake, Or An Eternal Fever. Besides, Who Would Ever Shave Themselves In Such A State?
The Great Art Of Life Is Sensation, To Feel That We Exist, Even In Pain.
Romances I Ne'er Read Like Those I Have Seen.
I Am Sure Of Nothing So Little As My Own Intentions.
As Long As I Retain My Feeling And My Passion For Nature, I Can Partly Soften Or Subdue My Other Passions And Resist Or Endure Those Of Others.
Why I Came Here, I Know Not; Where I Shall Go It Is Useless To Inquire - In The Midst Of Myriads Of The Living And The Dead Worlds, Stars, Systems, Infinity, Why Should I Be Anxious About An Atom?
To Withdraw Myself From Myself Has Ever Been My Sole, My Entire, My Sincere Motive In Scribbling At All.
Roll On, Deep And Dark Blue Ocean, Roll. Ten Thousand Fleets Sweep Over Thee In Vain. Man Marks The Earth With Ruin, But His Control Stops With The Shore.
What A Strange Thing Man Is; And What A Stranger Thing Woman.
A Woman Who Gives Any Advantage To A Man May Expect A Lover But Will Sooner Or Later Find A Tyrant.
Death, So Called, Is A Thing Which Makes Men Weep, And Yet A Third Of Life Is Passed In Sleep.
It Is Very Iniquitous To Make Me Pay My Debts, You Have No Idea Of The Pain It Gives One.
The 'Good Old Times' - All Times When Old Are Good.
The Place Is Very Well And Quiet And The Children Only Scream In A Low Voice.
It Is Very Certain That The Desire Of Life Prolongs It.
Self-love For Ever Creeps Out, Like A Snake, To Sting Anything Which Happens To Stumble Upon It.
What Is The Worst Of Woes That Wait On Age? What Stamps The Wrinkle Deeper On The Brow? To View Each Loved One Blotted From Life's Page, And Be Alone On Earth, As I Am Now.
Sincerity May Be Humble But She Cannot Be Servile.
They Never Fail Who Die In A Great Cause.
The Poor Dog, In Life The Firmest Friend. The First To Welcome, Foremost To Defend.
Man Is Born Passionate Of Body, But With An Innate Though Secret Tendency To The Love Of Good In His Main-spring Of Mind. But God Help Us All! It Is At Present A Sad Jar Of Atoms.
Friendship May, And Often Does, Grow Into Love, But Love Never Subsides Into Friendship.
'Tis Very Certain The Desire Of Life Prolongs It.
He Who Is Only Just Is Cruel. Who On Earth Could Live Were All Judged Justly?
It Is Odd But Agitation Or Contest Of Any Kind Gives A Rebound To My Spirits And Sets Me Up For A Time.
Then Stirs The Feeling Infinite, So Felt In Solitude, Where We Are Least Alone.
I Cannot Help Thinking That The Menace Of Hell Makes As Many Devils As The Severe Penal Codes Of Inhuman Humanity Make Villains.