Oh! Duty is an icy shadow. It will freeze you. It cannot fill the heart's sanctuary..

Life does not count by years. Some suffer a lifetime in a day, and so grow old between the rising and the setting of the sun..

If a man's innate self-respect will not save him from habitual, disgusting intoxication, all the female influences in the universe would not avail. M….

Oh! what a luxury it is to weep, / And find in tears a sad relief!.

Memory is earth's retribution for man's sins..

It is a mournful thing to know that you are utterly isolated among millions of human beings; that not a drop of your blood flows in any other veins..

Oh, Duty is an icy shadow!.

All things are dark to sorrow..

Money is everything in this world to some people, and more than the next to other poor souls..

Poetry is the purest form of insanity..