“I equally dislike the favor of the public with the love of a woman -- they are both a cloying treacle to the wings of independence”

“I never was in love - yet the voice and the shape of a woman has haunted me these two days.”

“The Public - a thing I cannot help looking upon as an enemy, and which I cannot address without feelings of hostility.”

“When it is moving on luxurious wings,The soul is lost in pleasant smotherings.”

“I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks, your loveliness and the hour of my death. O that I could have possession of them both in the same minute.”

“Alas! when passion is both meek and wild!”

“Dancing music, music sad,Both together, sane and mad…”