All brave men love; for he only is brave who has affections to fight for, whether in the daily battle of life, or in physical contests.

But this had been a sin of passion, not of principle, nor even purpose.

Depending upon one another's hearts, ye had still hoped that virtue were not all a dream. Now are ye undeceived. Evil is the nature of mankind.

I wish I had the gift of making rhymes, for methinks there is poetry in my head and heart since I have been in love with you.

I love my mother, but there has been, ever since my boyhood, a sort of coldness of intercourse between us, such as is apt to come between people of strong feelings.

Is it a fact-or have I dreamt it-that, by means of electricity, the world of matter has become a great nerve, vibrating thousands of miles in a breathless point of time?

A pure hand needs no glove to cover it.