Who has words at the right moment?

Neither birth nor sex forms a limit to genius.

What necessity is there to dwell on the Past, when the Present is so much surer-the Future so much brighter?

Jane, be still; don't struggle so like a wild, frantic bird, that is rending its own plumage in its desperation." "I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being, with an independent will; which I now exert to leave you.

For I too liked reading, thought of a frivolous and childish kind; I could not digest or comprehend the serious or substantial.

No mockery in this world ever sounds to me so hollow as that of being told to cultivate happiness. What does such advice mean? Happiness is not a potato, to be planted in mould, and tilled with manure.

After a youth and manhood passed half in unutterable misery and half in dreary solitude, I have for the first time found what I can truly love--I have found you.