Life, although it may only be an accumulation of anguish, is dear to me, and I will defend it.

A solitary being is by instinct a wanderer.

The labours of men of genius, however erroneously directed, scarcely ever fail in ultimately turning to the solid advantage of mankind.

His conversation was marked by its happy abundance.

Everything must have a beginning ... and that beginning must be linked to something that went before.

I am very averse to bringing myself forward in print, but as my account will only appear as an appendage to a former production, and as it will be confined to such topics as have connection with my authorship alone, I can hardly accuse myself of a personal intrusion.

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