I See Before Me The Gladiator Lie.

Lord Of Himself; That Heritage Of Woe!

Letter Writing Is The Only Device Combining Solitude With Good Company.

Curiosity Kills Itself; And Love Is Only Curiosity, As Is Proved By Its End.

I Am As Comfortless As A Pilgrim With Peas In His Shoes - And As Cold As Charity, Chastity Or Any Other Virtue.

If I Don't Write To Empty My Mind, I Go Mad.