Virginity Is The Poetry, Not The Reality,

I Am The Fellow Citizen Of Every Being That Thinks; My Country Is Truth.

Limited In His Nature, Infinite In His Desires, Man Is A Fallen God Who Remembers The Heavens.

It Is Because Of The Servility Of Photography That I Am Fundamentally Contemptuous Of This Chance Invention Which Will Never Be An Art But Which Plagiarizes Nature By Means Of Optics. (1848)

Women Have Much More Heart And Much More Imagination Than Men; Hence, Fancy Often Allures Them.

Men Are Misers, And Women Prodigal, In Affection.