There is always something ridiculous about the emotions of people whom one has ceased to love.
There are only two tragedies in life: one is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it.
One is absolutely sickened, not by crimes that the wicked have committed, but by the punishments that the good have inflicted; and a community is infinitely more brutalised by the habitual employment of punishment than it is by the occasional occurrence of crime.