It may...be judged indecent in me to come forward on this occasion; but when I see a fellow-creature about to perish through the cowardice of her pretended friends, I wish to be allowed to speak, that I may say what I know of her character.

Polluted by crimes, and torn by the bitterest remorse, where can I find rest but in death?

marriage is usually considered the grave, and not the cradle of love.

Ah! it is well for the unfortunate to be resigned, but for the guilty there is no peace.

Solitude was my only consolation - deep, dark, deathlike solitude.

Even where the affections are not strongly moved by any superior excellence, the companions of our childhood always possess a certain power over our minds which hardly any later friend can obtain. They know our infantine dispositions, which, however they may be afterwards modified, are never eradicated; and they can judge of our actions with more certain conclusions as to the integrity of our motives.

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