The great object of life is Sensation - to feel that we exist - even though in pain - it is this "craving void" which drives us to gaming - to battle - to travel - to intemperate but keenly felt pursuits of every description whose principal attraction is the agitation inseparable from their accomplishment.

'Twas strange that one so young should thus concern His brain about the action of the sky; If you think 'twas philosophy that this did, I can't help thinking puberty assisted.

If ancient tales say true, nor wrong these holy men.

Absence - that common cure of love.

Few things surpass old wine; and they may preach Who please, the more because they preach in vain

There is something pagan in me that I cannot shake off. In short, I deny nothing, but doubt everything.

I stood among them, but not of them: in a shroud of thoughts which were not their thoughts.