Ah, Why Can't I Know If I

According As The Man Is, So Must You Humour Him.

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

Honor, Without Money, Is A Mere Malady.

A Tragedy Need Not Have Blood And Death; It's Enough That It All Be Filled With That Majestic Sadness That Is The Pleasure Of Tragedy.

Too Much Virtue Can Be Criminal.