There are few of us who have not sometimes wakened before dawn, either after one of those dreamless nights that make one almost enamoured of death, or one of those nights of horror and misshapen joy, when through the chambers of the brain sweep phantoms more terrible than reality itself, and instinct with that vivid life that lurks in all grotesques, and that lends to Gothic art its enduring vitality, this art being, one might fancy, especially the art of those whose minds have been troubled with the malady of reverie.

I can resist everything except temptation.

She said that she would dance with me if I brought her red roses but in all my garden there is no red rose.

I like persons better than principles, and I like persons with no principles better than anything else in the world.

The youth of the present day are quite monstrous. They have absolutely no respect for dyed hair.

One has a right to judge a man by the effect he has over his friends.

sorrow...is a wound that bleeds when any hand but that of love touches it