When I'm Carried Away, Isn't It Clear

The Day Is Not Purer Than The Depths Of My Heart.

A Tragedy Need Not Have Blood And Death; It's Enough That It All Be Filled With That Majestic Sadness That Is The Pleasure Of Tragedy.

On The Throne, One Has Many Worries; And Remorse Is The One That Weighs The Least.

Vice, Like Virtue, Grows In Small Steps, And No True Innocence Can Ever Fall At Once To Deepest Guilt.

Hippolytus Can Feel, And Feels Nothing For Me!