You Feign Guilt In Order To Justify

I Will Die If I Lose You, But I Will Die If I Wait Longer.

The Heart That Can No Longer Love Passionately Must With Fury Hate.

A Single Word Often Betrays A Great Design.

There May Be Guilt When There Is Too Much Virtue.

Love Is Not A Fire To Be Shut Up In A Soul. Everything Betrays Us: Voice, Silence, Eyes; Half-covered Fires Burn All The Brighter.