My Own Mind Began To Grow, Watchful

The Labours Of Men Of Genius, However Erroneously Directed, Scarcely Ever Fail In Ultimately Turning To The Solid Advantage Of Mankind.

If You Will Comply With My Conditions, I Will Leave Them And You At Peace; But If You Refuse, I Will Glut The Maw Of Death, Until It Be Satiated With The Blood Of Your Remaining Friends.

The Guilty Are Allowed, By Human Laws, Bloody As They Are, To Speak In Their Own Defence Before They Are Condemned.

Ah! It Is Well For The Unfortunate To Be Resigned, But For The Guilty There Is No Peace.

I Saw No Cause For Their Unhappiness, But I Was Deeply Affected By It. If Such Lovely Creatures Were Miserable, It Was Less Strange That I, An Imperfect And Solitary Being, Should Be Wretched.