There is great incongruity in this idea of monuments, since those to whom they are usually dedicated need no such recognition to embalm their memory; and any man who does, is not worthy of one.

Death possesses a good deal, of real estate, namely, the graveyard in every town.

it is a curious subject of observation and inquiry, whether hatred and love be not the same thing at bottom.

Sleeping or waking, we hear not the airy footsteps of the strange things that almost happen.

At no time are people so sedulously careful to keep their trifling appointments, attend to their ordinary occupations, and thus put a commonplace aspect on life, as when conscious of some secret that if suspected would make them look monstrous in the general eye.

What, in the name of common-sense, had I to do with any better society than I had always lived in?

Selfishness is one of the qualities apt to inspire love.