Vice, like virtue, Grows in small steps, and no true innocence Can ever fall at once to deepest guilt.
Hippolytus can feel, and feels nothing for me!
Ah, why can't I know if I love, or if I hate?
Do you think you can be righteous and holy with impunity?
You feign guilt in order to justify yourself.
The principal rule of art is to please and to move. All the other rules were created to achieve this first one.