"The great object of life is sensation- to feel that we exist, even though in pain."

"A man must serve his time to every trade. Save censure - critics are ready-made."

"What is hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of."

"I am of a very peculiar constitution of mind, I am never happy but when I am miserable."

"What is love? 'Tis not hereafter; present bliss is all we know."