What we call real estate--the solid ground to build a house
on--is the broad foundation on which nearly all read more

What we call real estate--the solid ground to build a house
on--is the broad foundation on which nearly all the guilt of this
world rests.

One who condones evils is just as guilty as the one who perpetrates it.

One who condones evils is just as guilty as the one who perpetrates it.

But mine, and mine I loved, and mine I praised,
And mine that I was proud on--mine so much
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But mine, and mine I loved, and mine I praised,
And mine that I was proud on--mine so much
That I myself was to myself not mine,
Valuing of her--why she, O, she is fall'n
Into a pit of ink, that the wide sea
Hath drops too few to wash her clean again,
And salt too little which may season give
To her foul tainted flesh!

However boldly their warm blood was spilt,
Their life was shame, their epitaph was guilt;
And this read more

However boldly their warm blood was spilt,
Their life was shame, their epitaph was guilt;
And this they knew and felt, at least the one,
The leader of the hand he had undone,--
Who, born for better things, had madly set
His life upon a cast, which linger'd yet.

Nor do we find him forward to be sounded,
But with a crafty madness keeps aloof
When read more

Nor do we find him forward to be sounded,
But with a crafty madness keeps aloof
When we would bring him on to some confession
Of his true state.

The gods
Grow angry with your patience. 'Tis their care,
And must be yours, that guilty men read more

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.

How glowing guilt exalts the keen delight!

How glowing guilt exalts the keen delight!

The guilty one is not he who commits the sin, but the one who causes the darkness.

The guilty one is not he who commits the sin, but the one who causes the darkness.

Guilt is always jealous.

Guilt is always jealous.