Shake Me Off, Then, Sir--push Me Away;

On The Contrary, I'm A Universal Patriot, If You Could Understand Me Rightly: My Country Is The World.

Friends Always Forget Those Whom Fortune Forsakes.

You, Jane, I Must Have You For My Own--entirely My Own.

Better To Be Without Logic Than Without Feeling.

If There Are Words And Wrongs Like Knives, Whose Deep Inflicted Lacerations Never Heal - Cutting Injuries And Insults Of Serrated And Poison-dripping Edge - So, Too, There Are Consolations Of Tone Too Fine For The Ear Not Fondly And For Ever To Retain Their Echo: Caressing Kindnesses - Loved, Lingered Over Through A Whole Life, Recalled With Unfaded Tenderness, And Answering The Call With Undimmed Shine, Out Of That Raven Cloud Foreshadowing Death Himself.