Supremely Frightful Would Be The Effect Of

The Sentiment Of Immediate Loss In Some Sort Decayed, While That Of Utter, Irremediable Loneliness Grew On Me With Time.

I Am Malicious Because I Am Miserable

In My Joy I Thrust My Hand Into The Live Embers, But Quickly Drew It Out With A Cry Of Pain. How Strange, I Thought That The Same Cause Should Produce Such Opposite Effects.

Teach Him To Think For Himself? Oh, My God, Teach Him Rather To Think Like Other People!

The World Was To Me A Secret Which I Desired To Devine.