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

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.

When the mind has once begun to yield to the weakness of superstition, trifles impress it with the force of conviction.

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

There is something in the ardour and ingenousness of youth, which is particularly pleasing to the contemplation of an old man, if his feelings have not been entirely corroded by the world.

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

The world ridicules a passion which it seldom feels; its scenes, and its interests, distract the mind, deprave the taste, corrupt the heart, and love cannot exist in a heart that has lost the meek dignity of innocence.