Justine by Marquis de Sade: Napoleon called this book “the most abominable book ever engendered by the most depraved imagination” and threw De Sade in jail for 13 years for writing it. A virtuous woman suffers a series of horrific calamities and tortures.
First Sentence:
“O thou my friend! The prosperity of Crime is like unto the lightning, whose traitorous brilliancies embellish the atmosphere but for an instant, in order to hurl into death's very depths the luckless one they have dazzled.”
"A pleasure shared is not neccessarily a pleasure increased--better we concentrate on our own pleasures only. This flatters our pride the more. But the more we indulge our pride and our tastes, the more they clamor for satisfaction. And so our search goes on...and onnnn and onnn and onnnnnn and onnnnnnnnnn..."
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