Oh, Duty is an icy shadow!

Oh, Duty is an icy shadow!

It is a mournful thing to know that you are utterly isolated among millions of human beings; that not a drop of your blood flows in any other veins.

Oh! Duty is an icy shadow. It will freeze you. It cannot fill the heart's sanctuary.

If a man's innate self-respect will not save him from habitual, disgusting intoxication, all the female influences in the universe would not avail. Man's will, like woman's, is stronger than the affection, and, once subjugated by vice, all eternal influences will be futile.

Poetry is the purest form of insanity.

Life does not count by years. Some suffer a lifetime in a day, and so grow old between the rising and the setting of the sun.