O, fie, fie, fie! Thy sin’s not accidental, but a trade.
My prodigious sin was, and still is, being a nonconformist.
In this world, shipmates, sin that pays its way can travel freely, and without a passport; whereas Virtue, if a pauper, is stopped at all frontiers.
In the deepest sense, the being in a state of sin is the sin, the particular sins are not the continuation of sin, they are expressions of its continuation.
I speak my own sins; I cannot judge another. I have no tongue for it.
I am a man more sinned against than sinning.
Hate the sin and not the sinner.
For the sin ye do by two and two ye must pay for one by one!
For if there is a sin against life, it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life.[Car s’il y a un péché contre la vie, ce n’est peut-être pas tant d’en désespérer que d’espérer une autre vie, et se dérober à l’implacable grandeur de celle-ci.]
For every sin there is forgiveness, and especially for the sins of youth.[A tout péché miséricorde et surtout aux péchés de jeunesse.]
For both vigour and earnestness go to a sin.[Der kræves både kraft og alvor til en synd.]
Did perpetual happiness in the Garden of Eden maybe get so boring that eating the apple was justified?
