He might as well plant an oak in a flowerpot, and expect it to thrive, as imagine he can restore her to vigour in the soil of his shallow cares!

I take so little interest in my daily life, that I hardly remember to eat and drink.

I pray every night that I may live after him; because I would rather be miserable than that he should be — that proves I love him better than myself.

I see heaven's glories shine and faith shines equal.

No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere.

May you not rest, as long as I am living. You said I killed you - haunt me, then.

If I could I would always work in silence and obscurity, and let my efforts be known by their results.