More Quotes by Jean Racine
A noble heart cannot suspect in others the pettiness and malice that it has never felt.
The face of tyranny Is always mild at first.
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.
There are no secrets that time does not reveal.
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.
The part I remember best is the beginning.
The quarrels of lovers are the renewal of love.
I can hear those glances that you think are silent.