If I could believe that this was said sincerely, I could put up with anything.
Some smaller crimes always precede the great crimes.
Crime, like virtue, has its degrees.
How good is God! How sweet his yoke!
This innocence begins to weigh me down.
He who bridles the fury of the billows knows also to put a stop to the secret plans of the wicked. Submitting with respect to His holy will, I fear God, and have no other fear.