More Quotes by Jean Racine
I embrace my rival, but only to strangle him.
I loved you when you were unfaithful; what would I have done if you were true?
The principal rule of art is to please and to move. All the other rules were created to achieve this first one.
Innocence has nothing to dread.
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.
My only hope lies in my despair.
Felicity is in possession, happiness in anticipation.
Without money honor is merely a disease.
The part I remember best is the beginning.
Do you think you can be righteous and holy with impunity?
