Disagreeable Suspicions Are Usually The Fruits Of

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

Crime Like Virtue Has Its Degrees; And Timid Innocence Was Never Known To Blossom Suddenly Into Extreme License.

Ainsi Que La Vertu, Le Crime A Ses Degre S. Crime, Like Virtue, Has Its Degrees.

None Love, But They Who Wish To Love.

By Dying I Wanted To Maintain My Honor, And Hide A Flame So Black From The Daylight!