I want to escape from myself. For when I do start up and stare myself seedily in the face, as happens to be my case at present, my blankness is inconceivable--indescribable--my misery amazing.

Nobody near me here, but rats, and they are fine stealthy secret fellows.

If you could see my legs when I take my boots off, you'd form some idea of what unrequited affection is.

My hair stands on end at the cost and charges of these boys. Why was I ever a father! Why was my father ever a father!

I do not know the American gentleman, God forgive me for putting two such words together.

Change begets change.

A display of indifference to all the actions and passions of mankind was not supposed to be such a distinguished quality at that time, I think, as I have observed it to be considered since. I have known it very fashionable indeed. I have seen it displayed with such success, that I have encountered some fine ladies and gentlemen who might as well have been born caterpillars.