Vile deeds like poison weeds bloom well in prison air, it is only what is good in man, that wastes and withers there.

Oscar Wilde in The Ballad of Reading Gaol
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And the wild regrets, and the bloody sweats,
None knew so well as I:
For he who lives more lives than one
More deaths than one must die.

Oscar Wilde in The Ballad of Reading Gaol
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