Now my innocence begins to weigh me down. >>
It's no longer a warmth hidden in my veins: it's Venus entire and whol >>
A single word often betrays a great design. >>
We may live without friends; we may live without books. But civilized >>
The infectiousness of crime is like that of the plague. >>
Stripped of ethical rationalizations and philosophical pretensions, a >>
Small crimes always precedes great ones.