There may be guilt when there is too much virtue.

It is a maxim of old that among themselves all things are common to friends.

I felt for my crime a just terror; I looked on my life with hate, and my passion with horror.

He who will travel far spares his steed.

I am a man, and nothing that concerns a man do I deem a matter of indifference to me.

How admirable and beautiful is the simplicity of the Evangelists! They never speak injuriously of the enemies of Jesus Christ, of His judges, nor of His executioners. They report the facts without a single reflection. They comment neither on their Master's mildness when He was smitten, nor on His constancy in the hour of His ignominious death, which they thus describe: "And they crucified Jesus.

I embrace my rival, but only to strangle him.