Melancholy sees the worst of things...[rather than the best]

The worst deluded are the self-deluded.

The nearest approximation to an understanding of life is to feel it--to realize it to the full--to be a profound and inscrutable mystery.

Motives are better than actions. Men drift into crime. Of evil they do more than they contemplate, and of good they contemplate more than they do.

The body of a sensualist is the coffin of a dead soul.

Love's sweetest meanings are unspoken; the full heart knows no rhetoric of words.

There is no tyrant like custom, and no freedom where its edicts are not resisted.