What man have you ever seen who was contented with one crime only?
Who is to guard the guards themselves?
They whose sole bliss is eating can give but that one brutish reason why they live.
Those things please more, which are more expensive.
Many commit the same crime with a very different result. One bears a cross for his crime; another a crown.
Many suffer from the incurable disease of writing, and it becomes chronic in their sick minds.