You Feign Guilt In Order To Justify

Innocence Has Nothing To Dread.

And Forever Goodbye! Forever! Oh, Sir, Can You Imagine How Dreadful This Cruel Word Sounds When One Loves?

She Wavers, She Hesitates; In One Word — She Is A Woman.

Ainsi Que La Vertu, Le Crime A Ses Degre S. Crime, Like Virtue, Has Its Degrees.

Ah, Why Can't I Know If I Love, Or If I Hate?