But Soon, I Shall Die, And What

None But Those Who Have Experienced Them Can Conceive Of The Enticements Of Science.

The Sentiment Of Immediate Loss In Some Sort Decayed, While That Of Utter, Irremediable Loneliness Grew On Me With Time.

All Judges Had Rather That Ten Innocent Should Suffer Than That One Guilty Should Escape.

I Am Malicious Because I Am Miserable

Life And Death Appeared To Me Ideal Bounds, Which I Should First Break Through, And Pour A Torrent Of Light Into Our Dark World.