Justice In The Extreme Is Often Unjust.

Crime, Like Virtue, Has Its Degrees.

Hell, Covering All With Its Gloomy Vapors, Has Cast Shadows On Even The Holiest Eyes.

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

The Feeling Of Mistrust Is Always The Last Which A Great Mind Acquires.

Felicity Is In Possession, Happiness In Anticipation.