Man’s real life is happy, chiefly because he is ever expecting that it soon will be so.
Man is an animal that diddles, and there is no animal that diddles but man.
Long suffering had nearly annihilated all my ordinary powers of mind. I was an imbecile – an idiot.
Literature is the most noble of professions. In fact, it is about the only one fit for a man.
Let my heart be still a moment, and this mystery explore.
Leave my loneliness unbroken!
It will be found, in fact, that the ingenious are always fanciful, and the truly imaginative never otherwise than analytic.
It was night, and the rain fell; and falling, it was rain, but, having fallen, it was blood.
It is the nature of truth in general, as of some ores in particular, to be richest when most superficial.
It is probable, indeed, that our intimate communion had resulted in a partial interchange of character.
It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.
Invisible things are the only realities.
