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But if you are dead and indifferent to your own miserable soul , think that in this sin you can not sin alone ; think that you are dragging down to the nethermost abyss others besides yourself . Remember the wretched victims of your infamous passions , and tremble while you desecrate and deface for ever God 's image stamped on a fair human soul . Think of those whom your vileness dooms to a life of loathliness , a death of shame and anguish , perhaps an eternity of horrible despair . Learn something of the days they are forced to spend , that they may pander to the worst instincts of your degraded nature ; days of squalor and drunkenness , disease and dirt ; gin at morning , noon , and night ; eating infection , horrible madness , and sudden death at the end . Can you ever hope for salvation and the light of God 's presence , while the cry of the souls of which you have been _ the murderer _ -- yes , do not disguise it , the _ murderer _ , the cruel , willing , pitiless murderer -- is ringing upwards from the depths of hell ? '' `` What do you mean by the murderer ? '' said Hazlet , with an attempt at misconception .