Literature is the most noble of professions. In fact, it is about the only one fit for a man.

Perversity is the human thirst for self-torture.

If we cannot comprehend God in his visible works, how then in his inconceivable thoughts, that call the works into being?

If any ambitious man have a fancy to revolutionize, at one effort, the universal world of human thought, human opinion, and human sentiment.

Sleep, those little slices of death — how I loathe them.

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.

A dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so young.