When will the veil be lifted that casts so black a night over the universe? God of Israel, lift at last the gloom: For how long will you be hidden?
And do you count for nothing God who fights for us?
Love is not dumb. The heart speaks many ways.
Crime, like virtue, has its degrees.
Crime like virtue has its degrees; and timid innocence was never known to blossom suddenly into extreme license.
She wavers, she hesitates; in one word — she is a woman.