Do that which is good, and no harm shall come to thee.
I have given you my soul; leave me my name!
I cannot speak but I am doubted, every moment judged for lies, as though I come into a court when I come into this house!
I should have roared you down when first you told me your suspicion. But I wilted, and like a Christian, I confessed. Confessed! Some dream I had must have mistaken you for God that day.
I am John Proctor! You will not use me! It is no part of salvation that you should use me!
Let you look to your own improvement before you go to judge your husband anymore.
I do think I see some shred of goodness in John Proctor. Not enough to weave a banner with, but white enough to keep it from such dogs. Give them no tear! Tears pleasure them! Show honor now, show a stony heart and sink them with it!
There is a promise made in any bed
