Principle is a passion for truth.
To give a reason for anything is to breed a doubt of it.
True friendship is self-love at second-hand.
Poetry is all that is worth remembering in life.
The amiable is the voluptuous in expression or manner. The sense of pleasure in ourselves is that which excites it in others; or, the art of pleasing is to seem pleased.
Or have I passed my time in pouring words like water into empty sieves, rolling a stone up a hill and then down again, trying to prove an argument in the teeth of facts, and looking for causes in the dark, and not finding them?