"I am constitutionally nervous—high-strung. I have a morbid dread of solitude."

"I call to mind flatness and dampness; and then all is madness - the madness of a memory which busies itself among forbidden things."

"I have a great deal of what the world calls talent, but I have no application."

"Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears."

"Doctor Dubble L. Dee"