I Can Hear Those Glances That You

Small Crimes Always Precede Great Crimes. Whoever Has Been Able To Transgress The Limits Set By Law May Afterwards Violate The Most Sacred Rights; Crime, Like Virtue, Has Its Degrees, And Never Have We Seen Timid Innocence Pass Suddenly To Extreme Licentiousness.

The Feeling Of Mistrust Is Always The Last Which A Great Mind Acquires.

My Only Hope Lies In My Despair.

Ah, Why Can't I Know If I Love, Or If I Hate?

Honor, Without Money, Is A Mere Malady.