All Judges Had Rather That Ten Innocent

Teach Him To Think For Himself? Oh, My God, Teach Him Rather To Think Like Other People!

Poetry, And The Principle Of Self, Of Which Money Is The Visible Incarnation, Are The God And The Mammon Of The World.

I Do Know That For The Sympathy Of One Living Being, I Would Make Peace With All. I Have Love In Me The Likes Of Which You Can Scarcely Imagine And Rage The Likes Of Which You Would Not Believe. If I Cannot Satisfy The One, I Will Indulge The Other.

Polluted By Crimes, And Torn By The Bitterest Remorse, Where Can I Find Rest But In Death?

My Dreams Were All My Own; I Accounted For Them To Nobody; They Were My Refuge When Annoyed - My Dearest Pleasure When Free.