To examine the causes of life, we must first have recourse to death.

Thus strangely are our souls constructed, and by slight ligaments are we bound to prosperity and ruin.

What terrified me will terrify others; and I need only describe the spectre which had haunted my midnight pillow.

...once I falsely hoped to meet the beings who, pardoning my outward form, would love me for the excellent qualities which I was capable of unfolding.

Her countenance was all expression; her eyes were not dark but impenetrably deep; you seemed to discover space after space in their intellectual glance.

My own mind began to grow, watchful with anxoius thoughts.

In my joy I thrust my hand into the live embers, but quickly drew it out with a cry of pain. How strange, I thought that the same cause should produce such opposite effects.