There Is Nothing Stable In The World;

I Could Be Martyred For My Religion. Love Is My Religion And I Could Die For That. I Could Die For You.

I Equally Dislike The Favor Of The Public With The Love Of A Woman - They Are Both A Cloying Treacle To The Wings Of Independence.

Nothing Is Finer For The Purposes Of Great Productions Than A Very Gradual Ripening Of The Intellectual Powers.

You Have Absorb'd Me. I Have A Sensation At The Present Moment As Though I Was Dissolving.

Philosophy Will Clip An Angel's Wings, Conquer All Mysteries By Rule And Line, Empty The Haunted Air, And Gnomed Mine - Unweave A Rainbow.