None Love, But They Who Wish To

Crime Like Virtue Has Its Degrees; And Timid Innocence Was Never Known To Blossom Suddenly Into Extreme License.

To Save Our Imperiled Honor Everything Must Be Sacrificed, Even Virtue.

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

Do Not They Bring It To Pass By Knowing That They Know Nothing At All?

Hippolytus Can Feel, And Feels Nothing For Me!