Between two worlds life hovers like a star, twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge. |
Fame is the thirst of youth. |
In solitude, where we are least alone. |
Truth is always strange, stranger than fiction. |
A celebrity is one who is known to many persons he is glad he doesn't know. |
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. |
Her great merit is finding out mine - there is nothing so amiable as discernment. |
Though sages may pour out their wisdom's treasure, there is no sterner moralist than pleasure. |
I have no consistency, except in politics; and that probably arises from my indifference to the subject altogether. |
For in itself a thought, a slumbering thought, is capable of years, and curdles a long life into one hour. |
The dew of compassion is a tear. |
Fools are my theme, let satire be my song. |
I am about to be married, and am of course in all the misery of a man in pursuit of happiness. |
To have joy one must share it. Happiness was born a twin. |
If I don't write to empty my mind, I go mad. |
Adversity is the first path to truth. |
Prolonged endurance tames the bold. |
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. |
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? |
Friendship is Love without his wings! |