I Was Ready To Love The Whole

Passions Are Merely Ideas In Their Initial Stage.

In People's Eyes I Readpages Of Malice And Sin.

Evil Spawns Evil. The First Experience Of Torture Gives An Understanding Of The Pleasure In Tormenting Others.

One Should Never Spurn A Penitent Criminal: In His Despair He May Become Twice As Much A Criminal As Before.

I Was Modest--they Accused Me Of Being Crafty: I Became Secretive. I Felt Deeply Good And Evil--nobody Caressed Me, Everybody Offended Me: I Became Rancorous. I Was Gloomy--other Children Were Merry And Talkative. I Felt Myself Superior To Them--but Was Considered Inferior: I Became Envious. I Was Ready To Love The Whole World--none Understood Me: And I Learned To Hate.