In criticism I will be bold, and as sternly, absolutely just with friend and foe. From this purpose nothing shall turn me.

And travellers, now, within that valley, Through the red-litten windows see Vast forms, that move fantastically To a discordant melody, While, like a ghastly rapid river, Through the pale door A hideous throng rush out forever And laugh — but smile no more.

He knew that Hop-Frog was not fond of wine; for it excited the poor cripple almost to madness; and madness is no comfortable feeling.

The world is a great ocean, upon which we encounter more tempestuous storms than calms.

The enormous multiplication of books in every branch of knowledge is one of the greatest evils of this age, since it presents one of the most serious obstacles to the acquisition of correct information by throwing in the reader's way piles of lumber in which he must painfully grope for the scraps of useful matter, peradventure interspersed.

They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.

Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts.