Nature formed me fierce.
my mind is a world in itself, which I have peopled with my own creatures.
It is the common failing of an ambitious mind to over-rate itself.
a weak and irresolute disposition is often more destructive than determined vice.
real misery delights not in reproaches and complaints. It is like charity and love - silent, long suffering and mild.
I possessed what is called the best of hearts -- a dangerous possession, as it is generally accompanied by the strongest passions, and the weakest judgment.