The faith that acts not, is it truly faith?
I am a man, and nothing that concerns a man do I deem a matter of indifference to me.
Crime like virtue has its degrees; and timid innocence was never known to blossom suddenly into extreme license.
I have loved him too much not to hate
Great crimes come never singly; they are linked To sins that went before.
This innocence begins to weigh me down.