Am I Hideous, Jane? Very, Sir: You

If He Were Insane, However, His Was A Very Cool And Collected Insanity.

He Was The First To Recognise Me, And To Love What He Saw.

I Like The Spirit Of This Great London Which I Feel Around Me. Who But A Coward Would Pass His Whole Life In Hamlets; And For Ever Abandon His Faculties To The Eating Rust Of Obscurity?

Oh Madam, When You Put Bread And Cheese, Instead Of Burnt Porridge, Into These Children's Mouths, You May Indeed Feed Their Vile Bodies, But You Little Think How You Starve Their Immortal Souls!

Die Without Me If You Will. Live For Me If You Dare.