The Joys Of The Evil Flow Away

Do Not They Bring It To Pass By Knowing That They Know Nothing At All?

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

Small Crimes Always Precede Great Crimes. Whoever Has Been Able To Transgress The Limits Set By Law May Afterwards Violate The Most Sacred Rights; Crime, Like Virtue, Has Its Degrees, And Never Have We Seen Timid Innocence Pass Suddenly To Extreme Licentiousness.

The Glory Of My Name Increases My Shame. Less Known By Mortals, I Could Better Escape Their Eyes.

None Love, But They Who Wish To Love.