In Order To Know Virtue,

No Kind Of Sensation Is Keener And More Active Than That Of Pain Its Impressions Are Unmistakable.

Man's Natural Character Is To Imitate; That Of The Sensitive Man Is To Resemble As Closely As Possible The Person Whom He Loves. It Is Only By Imitating The Vices Of Others That I Have Earned My Misfortunes.

All Universal Moral Principles Are Idle Fancies.

I Don't Know What The Heart Is, Not I: I Only Use The Word To Denote The Mind's Frailties.

Conspiracy! Intrigue! A Rapidly Thickening Plot! Add Some Bestiality And A Lecherous Priest And I'd Say You Have The Beginnings Of A Beautiful Novel.