āBooks are a narcotic.ā
āThere will be no proof that I ever was a writer.ā
āTyranny or slavery, born of selfishness, are the two educational methods of parents; all gradations of tyranny or slavery.ā
āWe all have wings, but they have not been of any avail to us and if we could tear them off, we would do so.ā
āLife is merely terrible; I feel it as few others do. Often ā and in my inmost self perhaps all the time ā I doubt whether I am a human being.ā
āPalestine needs earth, but it does not need lawyers.ā
āKnowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me From mine own library with volumes that I prize above my dukedom.ā
āO, let my books be then the eloquence and dumb presages of my speaking breast.ā
āMe, poor man, my library Was dukedom large enough.ā