[O]ur honeymoon will shine our life long: its beams will only fade over your grave or mine.

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

I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being with an independent will.

Nervous alarms should always be communicated, that they may be dissipated.

I have little left in myself -- I must have you. The world may laugh -- may call me absurd, selfish -- but it does not signify. My very soul demands you: it will be satisfied, or it will take deadly vengeance on its frame.

Self abandoned, relaxed and effortless, I seemed to have laid me down in the dried-up bed of a great river; I heard a flood loosened in remote mountains, I felt the torrent come; to rise I had no will, to flee I had no strength.

I see at intervals the glance of a curious sort of bird through the close set bars of a cage: a vivid, restless, resolute captive is there; were it but free, it would soar cloud-high.