More Quotes by Jean Racine
The quarrels of lovers are the renewal of love.
Crime, like virtue, has its degrees.
Innocence has nothing to dread.
The part I remember best is the beginning.
Felicity is in possession, happiness in anticipation.
I embrace my rival, but only to strangle him.
Love is not a fire to be shut up in a soul. Everything betrays us: voice, silence, eyes; half-covered fires burn all the brighter.
The principal rule of art is to please and to move. All the other rules were created to achieve this first one.
Without money honor is merely a disease.
Love is not dumb. The heart speaks many ways.
