Nobody Ever Became Depraved All At Once.

Men Who Ape The Saint And Play The Sinner.

There's No Effrontery Like That Of A Woman Caught In The Act; Her Very Guilt Inspires Her With Wrath And Insolence.

There Will He Nothing More That Posterity Can Add To Our Immoral Habits; Our Descendants Must Have The Same Desires And Act The Same Follies As Their Sires. Every Vice Has Reached Its Zenith.

Give Them Bread And Circuses And They Will Never Revolt

An Undying Hatred, And A Wound Never To Be Healed.