Often it is fatal to live too long.
A noble heart cannot suspect in others the pettiness and malice that it has never felt.
It is a maxim of old that among themselves all things are common to friends.
It's no longer a warmth hidden in my veins: it's Venus entire and whole fastening on her prey.
I felt for my crime a just terror; I looked on my life with hate, and my passion with horror.
Crime like virtue has its degrees; and timid innocence was never known to blossom suddenly into extreme license.