“This is to be mortal, And seek the things beyond mortality.”

Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.

I learned to love despair.

I do not believe in any religion, I will have nothing to do with immortality. We are miserable enough in this life without speculating upon another.

Let joy be unconfined.

Always laugh when you can. It is cheap medicine.

If I don’t write to empty my mind, I go mad.

I slept and dreamt that life was beauty; I woke and found that life was duty.

They used to say that knowledge is power. I used to think so, but I know now they mean money.

Since Eve ate the apple, much depends on dinner.

To have joy, one must share it.

I am not now That which I have been.

I have simplified my politics into an utter detestation of all existing governments; and, as it is the shortest and most agreeable and summary feeling imaginable.

One of the pleasures of reading old letters is the knowledge that they need no answer.

I only go out to get me a fresh appetite for being alone.

What’s drinking? A mere pause from thinking!

The leaves along the limpid streams of Eden? Is your course measur’d for ye? Or do ye Sweep on in your unbounded revelry Through an aerial universe of endless Expansion,–at which my soul aches to think,– Intoxicated with eternity.

Oh mortal man, is there anything you cannot be made to believe?

I-I am going to be a storm-a flame- I need to fight whole armies alone; I have ten hearts; I have a hundred arms; I feel too strong to war with mortals- BRING ME GIANTS!

When all desires of heart die, mortal man becomes Immortal.

Nothing mortal is enduring, and there is nothing sweet which does not presently end in bitterness.

We are all mortals, and each is for himself.

No mortal man has ever served at the same time his passions and his best interests.

Not one of our mortal gauges is suitable for evaluating non-existence, for making judgments about that which is not a person.

Conspicuous by his absence.