Among All Forms Of Mistake, Prophecy Is

What A Wretched Lot Of Old Shrivelled Creatures We Shall Be By-and-by. Never Mind - The Uglier We Get In The Eyes Of Others, The Lovelier We Shall Be To Each Other; That Has Always Been My Firm Faith About Friendship.

... It Is One Thing To Like Defiance, And Another Thing To Like Its Consequences.

It Is Necessary To Me, Not Simply To Be But To Utter, And I Require Utterance Of My Friends.

Don't Let Us Rejoice In Punishment, Even When The Hand Of God Alone Inflicts It. The Best Of Us Are But Poor Wretches, Just Saved From Shipwreck. Can We Feel Anything But Awe And Pity When We See A Fellow-passenger Swallowed By The Waves?

Our Thoughts Are Often Worse Than We Are.