“In all of us, even in good men, there is a lawless wild-beast nature, which peers out in sleep.”

“There is in every one of us, even those who seem to be most moderate, a type of desire that is terrible, wild, and lawless.”

“As she walked along she dramatized the night. There was about it a wild, lawless charm that appealed to a certain wild, lawless strain hidden deep in Emily’s nature—the strain of the gypsy and the poet, the genius and the fool.”

“It is human nature. If we surround ourselves with evil, even evil becomes good to us. If we are not careful, that natural light witin us all that teaches us the difference between the two can be snuffed out completely. Even the best of people can fall.”

“I groaned. Man and his codes! Even in a lawless inferno, man has to give himself some honor, he's so desperate to separate himself from the beasts.”

“What can we know? What are we all? Poor silly half-brained things peering out at the infinite, with the aspirations of angels and the instinct of beasts.”