To Be Happy Is Not The Purpose

Instruction Does Not Prevent Wasted Time Or Mistakes; And Mistakes Themselves Are Often The Best Teachers Of All.

We Enter The World Alone, We Leave It Alone.

Now, To A Single-minded Man, Who Is Either Brave Enough Or Reckless Enough To Surrender Himself Wholly To One Idea, And Look Neither Right Nor Left, But Only Forward, What Earthly Consequences May Follow Is Not Material. Persecution Strengthens Him; And So He Is Sure He Is Right, Whether His Course End In A Prison Or On A Throne Is No Matter At All. But Men Of This Calibre Are Uncommon In Any Age Or In Any Country Very Uncommon In This Age And This Country.

A Dreamer He Was, And Ever Would Be. Yet Dreaming Need Not Injure Us, If It Do But Take Its Turn With Waking; And Even Dreams Themselves May Be Turned To Beauty, By Favoured Men To Whom Nature Has Given The Powers Of Casting Them Into Form.

I Think Nature, If She Interests Herself Much About Her Children, Must Often Feel That, Like The Miserable Frankenstein, With Her Experimenting Among The Elements Of Humanity, She Has Brought Beings Into Existence Who Have No Business Here; Who Can Do None Of Her Work, And Endure None Of Her Favours; Whose Life Is Only Suffering; And Whose Action Is One Long Protest Against The Ill Foresight Which Flung Them Into Consciousness.