Crime, Like Virtue, Has Its Degrees.

Do Not They Bring It To Pass By Knowing That They Know Nothing At All?

Innocence Has Nothing To Dread.

Love Is Not A Fire To Be Shut Up In A Soul. Everything Betrays Us: Voice, Silence, Eyes; Half-covered Fires Burn All The Brighter.

A Benefit Cited By Way Of Reproach Is Equivalent To An Injury.

He Who Bridles The Fury Of The Billows Knows Also To Put A Stop To The Secret Plans Of The Wicked. Submitting With Respect To His Holy Will, I Fear God, And Have No Other Fear.