Felicity Is In Possession, Happiness

I Embrace My Rival, But Only To Strangle Him.

I Have Pushed Virtue To Outright Brutality.

How Good Is God! How Sweet His Yoke!

The Day Is Not Purer Than The Depths Of My Heart.

Crime Like Virtue Has Its Degrees; And Timid Innocence Was Never Known To Blossom Suddenly Into Extreme License.