Jean Racine Quotes

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I have loved him too much not to feel any hatred for him.

Jean Racine

Ariane, my sister, wounded by what love,
You died on the shores where you were abandoned.

Jean Racine

To repair the irreparable ravages of time.

Jean Racine

Love is not a fire to be shut up in a soul. Everything betrays us: voice, silence, eyes; half-covered fires burn all the brighter.

Jean Racine

I loved him too much not to hate him at all!

Jean Racine

Crime, like virtue, has its degrees;
And timid innocence was never known
To blossom suddenly into extreme license.

Jean Racine

Today, let us make haste to enjoy life. Who knows if we will be tomorrow?

In French: Hâtons-nous aujourd'hui de jouir de la vie. Qui sait si nous serons demain?

Jean Racine

It's no longer a burning within my veins: it's Venus entire latched onto her prey.

Jean Racine

You are Emperor, my lord, and yet you weep?

Jean Racine

Behind a veil, unseen yet present,
I was the forceful soul that moved this mighty body.

Jean Racine

All afflicts and injures me, and conspires to my injury.

Jean Racine

It is no longer a passion hidden in my heart:
It is Venus herself fastened to her prey.

Jean Racine

Jean Racine

Jean Racine

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Born: December 22, 1639

Died: April 21, 1699 (aged 59)

Bio: Jean Racine, baptismal name Jean-Baptiste Racine, was a French dramatist, one of the three great playwrights of 17th-century France, and an important literary figure in the Western tradition.

Known for:

Phèdre (1677)
Andromaque (1668)
Berenice (1671)
Iphigénie (1674)
Bajazet (1672)

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