A single word often betrays a great design.
I loved you when you were unfaithful; what would I have done if you were true?
And forever goodbye! Forever! Oh, Sir, can you imagine how dreadful this cruel word sounds when one loves?
Do not they bring it to pass by knowing that they know nothing at all?
You who love wild passions, flee the holy austerity of my pleasures. All here breathes of God, peace and truth.
Flight is lawful, when one flies from tyrants.