I would always rather be happy than dignified.
I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.
Happiness quite unshared can scarcely be called happiness; it has no taste.
If all the world hated you and believed you wicked, while your own conscience approved of you and absolved you from guilt, you would not be without friends.
The trouble is not that I am single and likely to stay single, but that I am lonely and likely to stay lonely.