Even in the grave, all is not lost.

..bear in mind that, in general, it is the object of our newspapers rather to create a sensation-to make a point-than to further the cause of truth." Dupin in "The Mystery of Marie Roget

Of puns it has been said that those who most dislike them are those who are least able to utter them.

Either the memory of past bliss is the anguish of to-day; or the agonies which are have their origins in ecstasies which might have been.

If a poem hasn't ripped apart your soul; you haven't experienced poetry.

It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.

Alas! for that accursed time They bore thee o'er the billow, From love to titled age and crime, And an unholy pillow! From me, and from our misty clime, Where weeps the silver willow!