He Was Soon Borne Away By The

Precious Attribute Of Woe-worn Humanity! That Can Snatch Ecstatic Emotion, Even From Under The Very Share And Harrow, That Ruthlessly Ploughs Up And Lays Waste Every Hope.

I Required Kindness And Sympathy, But I Did Not Believe Myself Utterly Unworthy Of It.

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

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

One Man's Life Or Death Were But A Small Price To Pay For The Acquirement Of The Knowledge Which I Sought