Too Much Virtue Can Be Criminal.

My Death, Taking The Light From My Eyes, Gives Back To The Day The Purity Which They Soiled.

Flight Is Lawful, When One Flies From Tyrants.

There Are No Secrets That Time Does Not Reveal.

Small Crimes Always Precedes Great Ones.

Pain Is Unjust, And All The Arguments That Cannot Soothe It Only Rouse Suspicion.