Disagreeable Suspicions Are Usually The Fruits Of

I Have Loved Him Too Much Not To Hate

The Heart That Can No Longer Love Passionately Must With Fury Hate.

Without Money Honor Is Merely A Disease.

I Felt For My Crime A Just Terror; I Looked On My Life With Hate, And My Passion With Horror.

I Am A Man, And Nothing That Concerns A Man Do I Deem A Matter Of Indifference To Me.