“ I cherished you inconstant; what would I have done, faithful? Now, even now, when your cruel mouth so calmly speaks my death sentence, I wonder, cold wretch, I wonder still, if I do not love you. ” — Jean Racine Copy Share Image
A noble heart cannot suspect in others the pettiness and malice that it has never felt. — Jean Racine Copy Share Image
“Le nom d'amant peut-être offense son courage; Mais il en a les yeux, s'il n'en a le langage.” — Jean Racine Copy Share Image
When I'm carried away, isn't it clear that my heart contradicts my mouth? — Jean Racine Copy Share Image
If I could believe that this was said sincerely, I could put up with anything. — Jean Racine Copy Share Image
