Life is obstinate and clings closest where it is most hated.

Man," I cried, "how ignorant art thou in thy pride of wisdom!

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.

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

Truly disappointment is the guardian deity of human life; she sits at the threshold of unborn time, and marshals the events as they come forth.

My person was hideous and my stature gigantic. What did this mean? Who was I? What was I? Whence did I come? What was my destination? These questions continually recurred, but I was unable to solve them.

Devil, do you dare approach me? and do you not fear the fierce vengeance of my arm wreaked on your miserable head?