had fallen upon his knees and lifted hisclasped handstoGod
realised his mistakes and asked for redemption from God
a fortnight later, by excellent good fortune, the doctor gave one of his pleasant dinners to some five or six old cronies, all intelligent, reputable men and all judges of good wine
sociable and respected
charitable man
generous
i concealed my pleasures
suppressed sinful side
he came out of his seclusion
attempts to enter back into society after trying Hyde
mt devil had long been caged, he came out roaring
desires are opposite Christian ideology
the hand that lay on my knee was corded and hairy
unrestrained freedom
i felt younger, lighter, happier in body
burdensome restraints of society
i was no more myself when i laid aside restraint and plunged in shame
let his dark side win rather than balance
man is not truly one but truly two
believes in psych
i was driven to reflect deeply and inveterately on that hard law of life which lies at the root of religion
shows his guilt
late one accursed night, i compound the elements, watched them boil...with a strong glow of courage, drank off the potion
cursed but aware of the risks he is taking
had i approached my discovery in a more noble spirit...i had come forth an angel instead of a fiend
attempted to extract good not bad
i bring the life of that unhappy Henry Jekyll to an end
ends novella by sympathy for jekyll
this is the last time...that Henry Jekyll can think his own thoughts