Sun, I Come To See

Small Crimes Always Precedes Great Ones.

When I'm Carried Away, Isn't It Clear That My Heart Contradicts My Mouth?

It's No Longer A Warmth Hidden In My Veins: It's Venus Entire And Whole Fastening On Her Prey.

Thank The Gods! My Misery Exceeds All My Hopes!

Great Crimes Come Never Singly; They Are Linked To Sins That Went Before.