A strange form of self-indulgence! times  I may laug t know I am being wronged and ced.

    s of the pursued?

    Let  take your garment.  again; surely you .

    It is a pity t money-c be good gardeners.

    Please do not s ues. I hey are like mine own.

    en tributed to myself crimes I ted, so t table in my presence.

    Even tery.

    You may judge oto your knowledge of yourself.

    tell me now, wy and wy?

    truly just is y of your misdeeds.

    Only an idiot and a genius break man-made la to t of God.

    It is only .

    I  if I am to have an enemy

    Let rengto mine,

    t trutor.

    You e friendly h die.

    Per suicide in self-defence.

    Long ago too loving and too lovable.

    And strange to relate I met erday.

    t time  to take a prostitute to prison; time cast; and time -figer inside a church.

    If all true, t one long crime.

    Pity is but ice.

    t to me is to w.

    o prison say in your , quot;May;

    And ;May escape from sometill more unbeautiful.quot;

    Oftentimes I ed in self-defence; but if I ronger I  have used such a weapon.

    upid is cred in he smile of his lips.

    Only te me.

    I ed; I am above no one.

    Only ttle me.

    I tled; I am below no one.

    Your saying to me, quot;I do not understand you,quot; is praise beyond my  you do not deserve.  I deem myself generous.

    of life you   lo.

    Strange t you sy ted and not the