There is some virtue in almost every vice, except hypocrisy; and even that, while it is a mockery of virtue, is at the same time a compliment to it.

The fear of punishment may be necessary to the suppression of vice; but it also suspends the finer motives of virtue.

Virtue steals, like a guilty thing, into the secret haunts of vice and infamy, clings to their devoted victim, and will not be driven quite away. Nothing can destroy the human heart.

There is a heroism in crime as well as in virtue. Vice and infamy have their altars and their religion.

Vice, like disease, floats in the atmosphere.