Daydreams are the delusions of the devil.

If he were insane, however, his was a very cool and collected insanity.

I could not help it: the restlessness was in my nature; it agitated me to pain sometimes.

Talented people almost always know full well the excellence that is in them.

I knew you would do me good in some way, at some time--I saw it in your eyes when I first beheld you.

It is one of my faults, that though my tongue is sometimes prompt enough at an answer, there are times when it sadly fails me in framing an excuse; and always the lapse occurs at some crisis, when a facile word or plausible pretext is specially wanted to get me out of painful embarrassment.

Give him enough rope and he will hang himself.