Crime, Like Virtue, Has Its

Me, Rule? Me, Place The State Under My Law, When My Feeble Reason No Longer Rules Even Myself!

Can A Faith That Does Nothing Be Called Sincere?

Too Much Virtue Can Be Criminal.

On The Throne, One Has Many Worries; And Remorse Is The One That Weighs The Least.

Ah, Why Can't I Know If I Love, Or If I Hate?