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Innocence has nothing to dread.
My only hope lies in my despair.
Too much virtue can be criminal.
Extreme justice is often injustice.
Often it is fatal to live too long.
Crime, like virtue, has its degrees.
How good is God! How sweet his yoke!
None love, but they who wish to love.
I have loved him too much not to hate
Justice in the extreme is often unjust.
Honor, without money, is a mere malady.
This innocence begins to weigh me down.
He who will travel far spares his steed.
Without money honor is merely a disease.
He who has far to ride spares his horse.
The crime of a mother is a heavy burden.
Small crimes always precedes great ones.
Sun, I come to see you for the last time.
The part I remember best is the beginning.
To repair the irreparable ravages of time.
Is a faith without action a sincere faith?
I have pushed virtue to outright brutality.
A single word often betrays a great design.
The faith that acts not, is it truly faith?
The face of tyranny Is always mild at first.
He who laughs on Friday will weep on Sunday.
You feign guilt in order to justify yourself.
Ah, why can't I know if I love, or if I hate?
I embrace my rival, but only to strangle him.
Love is not dumb. The heart speaks many ways.
The joys of the evil flow away like a torrent.
Flight is lawful, when one flies from tyrants.
Hippolytus can feel, and feels nothing for me!
Thank the Gods! My misery exceeds all my hopes!
All is asleep: the army, the wind, and Neptune.
The quarrels of lovers are the renewal of love.
There are no secrets that time does not reveal.
According as the man is, so must you humour him.
Can a faith that does nothing be called sincere?
There may be guilt when there is too much virtue.
The day is not purer than the depths of my heart.
Wrinkles on the brow are the imprints of exploits.
And do you count for nothing God who fights for us?
I can hear those glances that you think are silent.
Some smaller crimes always precede the great crimes.
Felicity is in possession, happiness in anticipation.
She wavers, she hesitates; in one word — she is a woman.
Do you think you can be righteous and holy with impunity?
I will die if I lose you, but I will die if I wait longer.
In fine, nothing is said now that has not been said before.