“Each narrow cell in which we dwellIs a foul and dark latrine,And the fetid breath of living DeathChokes up each grated screen, And all, but Lust, is turned to dust In Humanity's machine.”

“We did not dare to breathe a prayer, Or give our anguish scope. Something was dead within each of us, And what was dead was Hope.”

“There is no mode of action, no form of emotion, that we do not share with the lower animals. It is only by language that we rise above them, or above each other - by language, which is the parent, and not the child, of thought.”

“We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell.”

“The brain had its own food on which it battened, and the imagination,made grotesque by terror, twisted and distorted as a living thing by pain,danced like some foul puppet on a stand and grinned through moving masks.”

“We know not whether laws be right Or whether laws be wrong All we know who lie in gaol Is that the walls are strong And each day is like a year A year whose days are long.”

“Long engagements give people the opportunity of finding out each other's character before marriage, which is never advisable.”