Wise Men Are Not Wise At All

I Am At A Loss To Understand Why People Hold Miss Austen's Novels At So High A Rate, Which Seem To Me Vulgar In Tone, Sterile In Artistic Invention, Imprisoned In Their Wretched Conventions Of English Society, Without Genius, Wit, Or Knowledge Of The World. Never Was Life So Pinched And Narrow. ... All That Interests In Any Character [is This]: Has He (or She) The Money To Marry With? ... Suicide Is More Respectable.

What Is Life But The Angle Of Vision? A Man Is Measured By The Angle At Which He Looks At Objects.

A Complete Man Should Need No Auxiliaries To His Personal Presence.

The Simplest Words,--we Do Not Know What They Mean Except When We Love And Aspire.

Defect In Manners Is Usually The Defect Of Fine Perceptions. Elegance Comes Of No Breeding, But Of Birth.