When one can hear people moving, one does not so much mind, about one's fears.

I ought not to doubt the steadiness of your affection. Yet such is the inconsistency of real love, that it is always awake to suspicion, however unreasonable; always requiring new assurances from the object of its interest, and thus it is, that i always feel revived, as by a new convinction, when your words tell me I am dear to you; and wanting these, I relapse into doubt and often into despondency.

Wisdom can boast no higher attainment than happiness.

Fate sits on these dark battlements and frowns, And as the portal opens to receive me, A voice in hollow murmurs through the courts Tells of a nameless deed.

There is some comfort in dying surrounded by one's children.

What has a man's face to do with his character? Can a man of good character help having a disagreeable face?

I never trust people's assertions, I always judge of them by their actions.