"But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of."
"I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned."
"I awoke one morning to find myself famous."
"The great object of life is sensation- to feel that we exist, even though in pain."
"The light of love, the purity of grace,The mind, the Music breathing from her face, The heart whose softness harmonised the whole —And, oh! that eye was in itself a Soul!"
"A timid mind is apt to mistake every scratch for a mortal wound."