Everything must have a beginning ... and that beginning must be linked to something that went before.

Precious attribute of woe-worn humanity! that can snatch ecstatic emotion, even from under the very share and harrow, that ruthlessly ploughs up and lays waste every hope.

The guilty are allowed, by human laws, bloody as they are, to speak in their own defence before they are condemned.

What terrified me will terrify others; and I need only describe the spectre which had haunted my midnight pillow.

Satan has his companions, fellow-devils, to admire and encourage him; but I am solitary and detested.

Polluted by crimes, and torn by the bitterest remorse, where can I find rest but in death?

With how many things are we on the brink of becoming acquainted, if cowardice or carelessness did not restrain our inquiries.