No friendship is so cordial or so delicious as that of girl for girl; no hatred so intense and immovable as that of woman for woman.
Walter Savage LandorDeath stands above me, whispering low I know not what into my ear; Of his strange language all I know Is, there is not a word of fear.
Walter Savage LandorHeat and animosity, contest and conflict, may sharpen the wits, although they rarely do; they never strengthen the understanding, clear the perspicacity, guide the judgment, or improve the heart.
Walter Savage Landor