“In secret we met -In silence I grieve,That thy heart could forget,Thy spirit deceive.If I should meet theeAfter long years,How should I greet thee? -With silence and tears”

“The great object of life is sensation- to feel that we exist, even though in pain.”

“Those who will not reason, are bigots, those who cannot, are fools, and those who dare not, are slaves.”

“I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned.”

“But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of.”

“Friendship is love without wings.”

“And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.”

“You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.”

“The road to hell is paved with adverbs.”