It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world.

I have no pity! I have no pity! The more worms writhe, the more I yearn to crush out their entrails! It is a moral teething, and I grind with greater energy, in proportion to the increase of pain.

You're hard to please: so many friends and so few cares, and can't make yourself content.

Joseph is the wearisomest and self-righteous Pharisee who ever ransacked the Bible to rake the promises to himself and fling the curses on his neighbor.

Hereafter she is only my sister in name; not because I disown her, but because she has disowned me.

You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you.

I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!