One Is Never So Dangerous

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.

One Is Never So Dangerous When One Has No Shame, Than When One Has Grown Too Old To Blush.

One Must Feel Sorry For Those Who Have Strange Tastes, But Never Insult Them. Their Wrong Is Nature's Too; They Are No More Responsible For Having Come Into The World With Tendencies Unlike Ours Than Are We For Being Born Bandy-legged Or Well-proportioned.

For Mortal Men There Is But One Hell, And That Is The Folly And Wickedness And Spite Of His Fellows; But Once His Life Is Over, There's An End To It: His Annihilation Is Final And Entire, Of Him Nothing Survives.

Murder Is A Horror, But An Often Necessary Horror, Never Criminal, Which It Is Essential To Tolerate In A Republican State. Is It Or Is It Not A Crime? If It Is Not, Why Make Laws For Its Punishment? And If It Is, By What Barbarous Logic Do You, To Punish It, Duplicate It By Another Crime?