Suddenly summoned to witness something great and horrendous, we keep fighting not to reduce it to our own smallness.

To make an action honorable, it ought to be agreeable to the age, and other circumstances of the person; since it is circumstance and proper measure that give an action its character, and make it either good or bad.

Many grim tales stem from your green lands, and still deeds both noble and evil shall yet unfold there.

It isn't the evil and indecent who are flung down into the depths, no! Oh, no! The evil and decisive fling down those who are moral, honest and noble but maladroit, hesitant and full of scruples.

The people come from everywhere, from five hundred miles, to find their fortunes. By fortune is an ugly, two-faced goddess. When you have lived with her handiwork for half a generation, you hardly notice anymore. You forget that this is not the way life has to be. You cease to marvel at just how much evil man con conjure by existing.

But that I should have ended up in a place like this seems too custom-made a nightmare to be the work of mere ill fortune.