Crime Is The Soul Of Lust. What

It Is Certainly No Crime To Depict The Bizarre Ideas That Nature Inspires.

Are Your Convictions So Fragile That Mine Cannot Stand In Opposition To Them? Is Your God So Illusory That The Presence Of My Devil Reveals His Insufficiency?

I Want To Be The Victim Of His Errors.

Those Laws, Being Forged For Universal Application, Are In Perpetual Conflict With Personal Interest, Just As Personal Interest Is Always In Contradiction With The General Interest. Good For Society, Our Laws Are Very Bad For The Individuals Whereof It Is Composed; For, If They One Time Protect The Individual, They Hinder, Trouble, Fetter Him For Three Quarters Of His Life.

Hope Is The Most Sensitive Part Of A Poor Wretch's Soul; Whoever Raises It Only To Torment Him Is Behaving Like The Executioners In Hell Who, They Say, Incessantly Renew Old Wounds And Concentrate Their Attention On That Area Of It That Is Already Lacerated.