A genius. A criminal mastermind. A millionaire. And he is only twelve years old.
All children are essentially criminal.
As witnesses not of our intentions but of our conduct, we can be true or false, and the hypocrite's crime is that he bears false witness against himself. What makes it so plausible to assume that hypocrisy is the vice of vices is that integrity can indeed exist under the cover of all other vices except this one. Only crime and the criminal, it is true, confront us with the perplexity of radical evil; but only the hypocrite is really rotten to the core.
The successful revolutionary is a statesman, the unsuccessful one a criminal.
New Orleans food is as delicious as the less criminal forms of sin.
Technological progress is like an axe in the hands of a pathological criminal.
These detective series on TV always end at precisely the right moment-after the criminal is arrested and before the court turns him loose.
It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you, because you think that your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because it's so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn't coma back. You're left so alone that you can't explain. Damn, there's nothing like that, is there? I've been there and you have too. You're nodding your head.
Life is nothing but a competition to be the criminal rather than the victim.
The judge is condemned when the criminal is absolved.