Come what may, I have been blest.
There is something pagan in me that I cannot shake off. In short, I deny nothing, but doubt everything.
Curiosity kills itself; and love is only curiosity, as is proved by its end.
In England the only homage which they pay to Virtue - is hypocrisy.
Sometimes we are less unhappy in being deceived by those we love, than in being undeceived by them.
So for a good old-gentlemanly vice, I think I must take up with avarice.