Money is everything in this world to some people, and more than the next to other poor souls.

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.

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.

Oh! what a luxury it is to weep, / And find in tears a sad relief!

Money is everything in this world to some people, and more than the next to other poor souls.

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