There Is No Book So Bad...that It

I Do Not Deny That What Happened To Us Is A Thing Worth Laughing At. But It Is Not Worth Telling, For Not Everyone Is Sufficiently Intelligent To Be Able To See Things From The Right Point Of View.

I Would Do What I Pleased, And Doing What I Pleased, I Should Have My Will, And Having My Will, I Should Be Contented; And When One Is Contented, There Is No More To Be Desired; And When There Is No More To Be Desired, There Is An End Of It.

Love Is Influenced By No Consideration, Recognizes No Restraints Of Reason, And Is Of The Same Nature As Death, That Assails Alike The Lofty Palaces Of Kings And The Humble Cabins Of Shepherds; And When It Takes Entire Possession Of A Heart, The First Thing It Does Is To Banish Fear And Shame From It.

When Life Itself Seems Lunatic, Who Knows Where Madness Lies? Perhaps To Be Too Practical May Be Madness. To Surrender Dreams, This May Be Madness ...maddest Of All Is To See Life As It Is And Not As It Should Be.

Fear Has Many Eyes And Can See Things Underground.