Even in the grave, all is not lost.

In the tale proper--where there is no space for development of character or for great profusion and variety of incident--mere construction is, of course, far more imperatively demanded than in the novel.

To be thoroughly conversant with Man’s heart, is to take our final lesson in the iron-clasped volume of Despair

I never can hear a crowd of people singing and gesticulating, all together, at an Italian opera, without fancying myself at Athens, listening to that particular tragedy, by Sophocles, in which he introduces a full chorus of turkeys, who set about bewailing the death of Meleager.

The idea of God, infinity, or spirit stands for the possible attempt at an impossible conception.

To die laughing must be the most glorious of all glorious deaths!

As a viewed myself in a fragment of looking-glass..., I was so impressed with a sense of vague awe at my appearance ... that I was seized with a violent tremour.