When a man marries, dies, or turns Hindu, his best friends hear no more of him.

The beauty of the internal nature cannot be so far concealed by its accidental vesture, but that the spirit of its form shall communicate itself to the very disguise and indicate the shape it hides from the manner in which it is worn. A majestic form and graceful motions will express themselves through the most barbarous and tasteless costume.

Sorrow, terror, anguish, despair itself are often the chosen expressions of an approximation to the highest good. Our sympathy in tragic fiction depends on this principle; tragedy delights by affording a shadow of the pleasure which exists in pain. This is the source also of the melancholy which is inseparable from the sweetest melody. The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.

Fame, power, and gold, are loved for their own sakes - are worshipped with a blind, habitual idolatry.

The crime of inquiry is one which religion never has forgiven.

Then black despair, The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone.

Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.