it is to this ardor for making oneself the topic of conversation, to this furor to distinguish oneself which nearly always keeps us outside ourselves… - Jean-Jacques Rousseau

I was not much afraid of punishment, I was only afraid of disgrace.But that I feared more than death, more than crime, more than anything in the world. I should have rejoiced if the earth had swallowed me up and stifled me in the abyss. But my invincible sense of shame prevailed over everything . It was my shame that made me impudent, and the more wickedly I behaved the bolder my fear of confession made me. I saw nothing but the horror of being found out, of being publicly proclaimed, to my face, as a thief, as a liar, and slanderer.

To renounce freedom is to renounce one's humanity, one's rights as a man and equally one's duties.

Sería preciso que mi ser moral fuera aniquilada para que la justicia se me volviera indiferente. El espectáculo de la injusticia y de la maldad hace aún que me hierva la sangre de cólera; los actos de virtud en que no veo ni fanfarronería ni ostentación me hacen siempre vibrar de alegría y todavía me arrancan dulces lágrimas.