Happiness Is Ideal, It Is The Work

How Delicious To Corrupt, To Stifle All Semblances Of Virtue And Religion In That Young Heart!

And If I Were A Naughty Little Boy, The Idea Is To Spank Me Into Good Behavior?

Truth Titillates The Imagination Far Less Than Fiction.

My Passions, Concentrated On A Single Point, Resemble The Rays Of A Sun Assembled By A Magnifying Glass: They Immediately Set Fire To Whatever Object They Find In Their Way.

If God Permits Virtue To Be Persecuted On Earth, It Is Not For Us To Question His Intentions. It May Be That His Rewards Are Held Over For Another Life, For Is It Not True As Written In Holy Scripture That The Lord Chastenenth Only The Righteous! And After All, Is Not Virtue It's Own Reward?