I Ought To Be Thy Adam, But

Till Society Is Very Differently Constituted, Parents, I Fear, Will Still Insist On Being Obeyed Because They Will Be Obeyed, And Constantly Endeavor To Settle That Power On A Divine Right Which Will Not Bear The Investigation Of Reason.

Every Where I See Bliss, From Which I Alone Am Irrevocably Excluded.

I Saw And Heard Of None Like Me. Was I Then A Monster, A Blot Upon The Earth, From Which All Men Fled, And Whom All Men Disowned?

His Conversation Was Marked By Its Happy Abundance.

A Lofty Sense Of Independence Is, In Man, The Best Privilege Of His Nature.