But he that dares not grasp the thorn Should never crave the rose.

I see that a man cannot give himself up to drinking without being miserable one half his days and mad the other; besides, I like to enjoy my life at all sides and ends, which cannot be done by one that suffers himself to be the slave of a single propensity.

It is a hard, embittering thing to have one's kind feelings and good intentions cast back in one's teeth.

What the world stigmatizes as romantic is often more nearly allied to the truth than is commonly supposed.

Thank heaven, I am free and safe at last!

No; for instead of delivering myself up to the full enjoyment of the as others do, I am always troubling my head about how I could produce the same effect upon canvas; and as that can never be done, it is mere vanity and vexation of spirit.

My cup of sweets is not unmingled: it is dashed with a bitterness that I cannot hide from myself, disguise it as I will.