Nothing We Can Do Outrages Nature Directly.

I've Been To Hell. You've Only Read About It.

I Want To Be The Victim Of His Errors.

Thread Of Their Days Without Pity, And In The Midst Of Life, Without Ever Concerning Themselves With This Fatal Moment, Living As Though They Were To Exist For Ever, They Disappear Into The Obscure Cloud Of Immortality, Uncertain Of The Fate Which Lies In Store For Them.

Variety, Multiplicity Are The Two Most Powerful Vehicles Of Lust.

Crime Is To The Passions What Nervous Fluid Is To Life: It Sustains Them, It Supplies Their Strength.