I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.

The death of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most poetical topic in the world.

I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.

Men of genius are far more abundant than is supposed. In fact, to appreciate thoroughly the work of what we call genius, is to possess all the genius by which the work was produced.

The true genius shudders at incompleteness- and usually prefers silence to saying the something which is not every thing that should be said.

The nose of a mob is its imagination. By this, at any time, it can be quietly led.

The goodness of the true pun is in the direct ratio of its intolerability.

All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream.

Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of the intelligence.