I'll be as dirty as I please, and I like to be dirty, and I will be dirty!
Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. But if you be afraid of your touchiness, you must ask pardon, mind, when she comes in.
And from the midst of cheerless gloom I passed to bright unclouded day.
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
I'm wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there; not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart; but really with it, and in it.