PROCTOR, his mind wild, breathless: I say―I say―God is…
““PROCTOR, his mind wild, breathless: I say―I say―God is dead! PARRIS: Hear it, hear it! PROCTOR, laughs insanely, then: A fire, a fire is burning! I hear the boot of Lucifer, I see his filthy face! And it is my face, and yours, Danforth! For them that quail to bring men out of ignorance, as I have quailed, and as you quail now when you know in all your black hearts that this be fraud―God damns our kind especially, and we will burn, we will burn together! You are pulling Heaven down and raising up a whore!””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
A character exclaims that God is dead, expressing existential dread and moral collapse amid hysteria
In simple terms: He declares God dead, showing deep despair and moral crisis
Recognize the danger of abandoning moral foundations
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- theatrical performance
- political commentary
- personal crisis
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How does losing faith affect personal responsibility?
- What safeguards prevent moral panic from escalating?
Blind zeal can lead to self‑destruction and collective ruin