For what is liberty but the unhampered translation of will into act? >>
There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery >>
A fair request should be followed by the deed in silence. >>
Hell is out of fashion -- institutional hells at any rate. The populat >>
The vague and tenuous hope that God is too kind to punish the ungodly >>
There is no greater hell than to be a prisoner of fear. >>
There sighs, lamentations and loud wailings resounded through the starless air, so that at first it made me weep; strange tongues, horrible language, words of pain, tones of anger, voices loud and hoarse, and with these the sound of hands, made a tumult which is whirling through that air forever dark, and sand eddies in a whirlwind.