A feeling heart the foundation of all my misfortunes Being beat like a slave, I judged I had a right to all vices Degree of sensuality had mingled with the smart and shame First instance of violence and oppression is so deeply engraved Hold fast to aught that I have, and yet covet nothing more Insignificant trash that has obtained the name of education Law that the accuser should be confined at the same time Less degree of repugnance in divulging what is really criminal Money that we possess is the instrument of liberty Money we lack and strive to obtain is the instrument of slavery Necessity, the parent of industry, suggested an invention Neither the victim nor witness of any violent emotions Passed my days in languishing in silence for those I most admire Rogues know how to save themselves at the expense of the feeble Seeking, by fresh offences, a return of the same chastisement Supposed that certain, which I only knew to be probable Taught me it was not so terrible to thieve as I had imagined We learned to dissemble, to rebel, to lie THE CONFESSIONS OF J. J. ROUSSEAU, BOOK 2 [JJ#02][jj02b10.txt]3902 A man, on being questioned, is immediately on his guard A religion preached by such missionaries must lead to paradise! Aversion to singularity Avoid putting our interests in competition with our duty Catholic must content himself with the decisions of others Disgusted with the idle trifling of a convent Dissembler, though, in fact, I was only courteous Ever appearing to feel as little for others as herself Flattery, or rather condescension, is not always a vice Hopes, in which self-love was by no means a loser I did not fear punishment, but I dreaded shame I felt no dread but that of being detected I only wished to avoid giving offence Instead of being delighted with the journey only wished arrival Left to nature the whole care of my own instruction Making me sensible of every deficiency Myself the principal object Obtain their wishes, without permitting or promising anything Piety was too sincere to give way to any affectation of it Placing unbounded confidence in myself and others Proportioned rather to her ideas than abilities Protestants, in general, are better instructed Read the hearts of others by endeavoring to conceal our own Remorse sleeps in the calm sunshine of prosperity Remorse wakes amid the storms of adversity Sometimes encourage hopes they never mean to realize The conscience of the guilty would revenge the innocent Where merit consists in belief, and not in virtue Whole universe would be interested in my concerns Yielded him the victory, or rather declined the contest THE CONFESSIONS OF J. J. ROUSSEAU, BOOK 3 [JJ#03][jj03b10.txt]3903