Behind a veil, unseen yet present, I was the forceful soul that moved this mighty body.
You who love wild passions, flee the holy austerity of my pleasures. All here breathes of God, peace and truth.
Some smaller crimes always precede the great crimes.
Love is not a fire to be shut up in a soul. Everything betrays us: voice, silence, eyes; half-covered fires burn all the brighter.
I embrace my rival, but only to strangle him.
Thank the Gods! My misery exceeds all my hopes!