The Day Is Not Purer Than The

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

Innocence Has Nothing To Dread.

Small Crimes Always Precede Great Ones. Never Have We Seen Timid Innocence Pass Suddenly To Extreme Licentiousness.

I Have Loved Him Too Much Not To Hate

The Face Of Tyranny Is Always Mild At First.