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.

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

All judges had rather that ten innocent should suffer than that one guilty should escape.

A mind of moderate capacity which closely pursues one study must infallibly arrive at great proficiency in that study.

When falsehood can look so like the truth, who can assure themselves of certain happiness?

If I cannot inspire love, I will cause fear!

I feel exquisite pleasure in dwelling on the recollections of childhood, before misfortune had tainted my mind, and changed its bright visions of extensive usefulness into gloomy and narrow reflections upon self.