The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter - often an unconscious, but still a truthful interpreter - in the eye. |
Give him enough rope and he will hang himself. |
The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed. |
Let your performance do the thinking. |
Memory in youth is active and easily impressible; in old age it is comparatively callous to new impressions, but still retains vividly those of earlier years. |
Who has words at the right moment? |
I'm just going to write because I cannot help it. |
If you are cast in a different mould to the majority, it is no merit of yours: Nature did it. |
I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being with an independent will. |
I feel monotony and death to be almost the same. |
Conventionality is not morality. |