Whatsoever thy birth, Thou wert a beautiful thought, and softly bodied forth.
To withdraw myself from myself has ever been my sole, my entire, my sincere motive in scribbling at all.
They truly mourn, that mourn without a witness.
I hate all pain, Given or received; we have enough within us The meanest vassal as the loftiest monarch, Not to add to each other's natural burden Of mortal misery.
Never to talk to ones self is a form of hypocrisy
I have a notion that gamblers are as happy as most people - being always excited.