Justice in the extreme is often unjust.

I have loved him too much not to hate

My death, taking the light from my eyes, gives back to the day the purity which they soiled.

A benefit cited by way of reproach is equivalent to an injury.

Is a faith without action a sincere faith?

To save our imperiled honor everything must be sacrificed, even virtue.

The heart that can no longer love passionately must with fury hate.