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

As a poet and as a mathematician, he would reason well; as a mere mathematician, he could not have reasoned at all.

And now have I not told you that what you mistake for madness is but overacuteness of the senses?

Experience has shown, and a true philosophy will always show, that a vast, perhaps the larger portion of the truth arises from the seemingly irrelevant.

Yes," I said, "for the love of God!

I heed not that my earthly lot Hath - little of Earth in it - That years of love have been forgot In the hatred of a minute: - I mourn not that the desolate Are happier, sweet, than I, But that you sorrow for my fate Who am a passer by.

There are chords in the hearts of the most reckless which cannot be touched without emotion.