The Joys Of The Evil Flow Away

When I'm Carried Away, Isn't It Clear That My Heart Contradicts My Mouth?

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 Part I Remember Best Is The Beginning.

I Have Pushed Virtue To Outright Brutality.

Extreme Justice Is Often Injustice.