As conflagrations light up a whole city, so revolutions illuminate the whole human race. And what is the revolution that we shall cause? the Revolution of the True.

Happiness is like the enchanted palaces we read of in our childhood, where fierce, fiery dragons defend the entrance and approach.

Unhappiness is like the rain: it patters at first, then pours, and when you think it is over, a fresh cloud breaks above your head.

You seek for knowledge and wisdom, as I once did; and I ardently hope that the gratification of your wishes may not be a serpent to sting you.

Rough as a saw-edge, and hard as whinstone! The less you meddle with him the better.

Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton’s is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire.