“Blemishes are hid by night and every fault forgiven; darkness makes any woman fair.”
“Darkness makes any woman fair.”
“Because he has never forgiven himself any fault, he can forgive no one else's.”
“Every mane should have a fair sized cemetery in which to bury the faults of his friend.”
“They say nothing is my fault, and I wish they wouldn't say that. How can a man be forgiven if nothing is his fault?”
“A library implies an act of faith which generations, still in darkness hid, sign in their night in witness of the dawn."À qui la faute? (1872)”