If truth were everywhere to be shown, a scarlet letter would blaze forth on many a bosom.

Death should take me while I am in the mood.

The greatest possible mint of style is to make the words absolutely disappear into the thought.

Our most intimate friend is not he to whom we show the worst, but the best of our nature.

Would Time but await the close of our favorite follies, we should all be young men, all of us, and until Doom's Day.

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

Strength is incomprehensible by weakness, and, therefore, the more terrible.