Quote

The glory of my name increases my shame. Less known by mortals, I could better escape their eyes.

Jean Racine

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Jean Racine
Age: 59 †
Born: 1639
Born: December 1
Died: 1699
Died: April 21
Author
Dramatist
Historian
Librettist
Playwright
Poet
Translator
Writer
Ferté-Milon (La)
Jean Baptiste Racine
Jean-Baptiste Racine
Glory
Name
Eyes
Names
Increases
Known
Mortals
Eye
Escape
Less
Shame
Better
Increase

More quotes by Jean Racine

Image
To repair the irreparable ravages of time.
Jean Racine
Image
On the throne, one has many worries and remorse is the one that weighs the least.
Jean Racine
Image
Extreme justice is often injustice.
Jean Racine
Image
Small crimes always precede great crimes. Whoever has been able to transgress the limits set by law may afterwards violate the most sacred rights crime, like virtue, has its degrees, and never have we seen timid innocence pass suddenly to extreme licentiousness.
Jean Racine
Image
By dying I wanted to maintain my honor, and hide a flame so black from the daylight!
Jean Racine
Image
Hell, covering all with its gloomy vapors, has cast shadows on even the holiest eyes.
Jean Racine
Image
The joys of the evil flow away like a torrent.
Jean Racine
Image
My death, taking the light from my eyes, gives back to the day the purity which they soiled.
Jean Racine
Image
Have there ever been more submissive slaves? Adoring, even in their irons, the God who punishes them.
Jean Racine
Image
Crime, like virtue, has its degrees.
Jean Racine
Image
Justice in the extreme is often unjust.
Jean Racine
Image
Can a faith that does nothing be called sincere?
Jean Racine
Image
I felt for my crime a just terror I looked on my life with hate, and my passion with horror.
Jean Racine
Image
The quarrels of lovers are the renewal of love.
Jean Racine
Image
I have pushed virtue to outright brutality.
Jean Racine
Image
Innocence has nothing to dread.
Jean Racine
Image
A noble heart cannot suspect in others the pettiness and malice that it has never felt.
Jean Racine
Image
I embrace my rival, but only to strangle him.
Jean Racine
Image
He who laughs on Friday will weep on Sunday.
Jean Racine
Image
And forever goodbye! Forever! Oh, Sir, can you imagine how dreadful this cruel word sounds when one loves?
Jean Racine