I Prefer An Interesting Vice To A

There Is No Praise To Bear The Sort That You Put In Your Pocket.

Betrayed And Wronged In Everything, I’ll Flee This Bitter World Where Vice Is King, And Seek Some Spot Unpeopled And Apart Where I’ll Be Free To Have An Honest Heart. - Molière, The Misanthrope

How Easy Love Makes Fools Of Us.

They [zealots] Would Have Everybody Be As Blind As Themselves: To Them, To Be Clear-sighted Is Libertinism.

I Will Not Leave You Until I Have Seen You Hanged.