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~ Guilt's a terrible thing. ~
~ The gods
Grow angry with your patience. 'Tis their care,
And must be yours, that guilty men escape not:
As crimes do grow, justice should rouse itself. ~
~ Guilt is a poor, helpless, dependent being. Without the alliance of able, diligent, and let me add, fortunate fraud, it is inevitably undone. If the guilty culprit be obstinately silent, it forms a deadly presumption against him; if he speaks, talking tends only to his discovery, and his very defence often furnishes the materials for his conviction. ~
~ Men's minds are too ingenious in palliating guilt in themselves. ~
~ These false pretexts and varnished colours failing,
Rare in thy guilt how foul must thou appear. ~
~ Guilt is the source of sorrow; 'tis the fiend,
The avenging fiend, that follows us behind
With whips and stings. ~
~ There are no greater prudes than those women who have some secret to hide. ~
~ Guilt, though it may attain temporal splendor, can never confer real happiness; the evil consequences of our crimes long survive their commission, and, like the ghosts of the murdered, forever haunt the steps of the malefactor; while the paths of virtue, though seldom those of worldly greatness, are always those of pleasantness and peace. ~
~ Let wickedness escape as it may at the bar, it never fails of doing justice upon itself; for every guilty person is his own hangman ~
~ They whose guilt within their bosom lies, imagine every eye beholds their blame. ~
~ When guilt is in its blush of infancy, it trembles in a tenderness of shame; and the first eye that pierces through the veil that hides the secret brings it to the face ~
~ One fault begets another; one crime renders another necessary. ~
~ They who once engage in iniquitous designs miserably deceive themselves when they think that they will go so far and no farther; one fault begets
another, one crime renders another necessary; and thus they are impelled continually downward into a depth of guilt, which at the commencement
of their career they would have died rather than have incurred. ~
~ Our sins, like to our shadows, when our day was in its glory, scarce appeared; toward our evening, how great and monstrous! ~
~ Let guilty men remember, their black deeds
Do lean on crutches made of slender reeds. ~
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