It Is Good To Love The Unknown.

Nothing To Me Is More Distasteful Than That Entire Complacency And Satisfaction Which Beam In The Countenances Of A New Married Couple; In That Of The Lady Particularly; It Tells You That Her Lot Is Disposed Of In This World; That You Can Have No Hopes For Her.

I Am, In Plainer Words, A Bundle Of Prejudices - Made Up Of Likings And Dislikings.

We Are Nothing; Less Than Nothing, And Dreams. We Are Only What Might Have Been, And Must Wait Upon The Tedious Shores Of Lethe Millions Of Ages Before We Have Existence, And A Name.

Man, While He Loves, Is Never Quite Depraved.

In Every Thing That Relates To Science, I Am A Whole Encyclopaedia Behind The Rest Of The World.