A woman capable of recollection in danger, of warding off groundless…

Bloodshed is the trade, and horror is the element of this man.

I used to suppose that certain evils could never befall a being in possession of a sound mind; that true virtue supplies us with energy which vice can never resist; that it was always in our power to obstruct, by his own death, the designs …

I feel little reluctance in complying with your request. You know not fully the cause of my sorrows. You are a stranger to the depth of my distresses. Hence your efforts at consolation must necessarily fail.

that he wages a perpetual war against the happiness of mankind, and sets his engines of destruction at work against every object that presents itself.

In the midst of my despair, I do not disdain to contribute what little I can for the benefit of mankind.

Purposes fraught with horror, that shun the light, and contemplate the pollution of innocence are here engendered, and fostered, and reared to maturity.