The Crucible Act 4
You have made your magic now, for now I do think I see some shred of goodness in John Proctor.
John to Hale
Postponement now speaks floundering on my part; reprieve or pardon must cast doubt upon the guilt of them that died till now.
Danforth to Hale
You misunderstand, sir; I cannot pardon these when twelve are already hanged foe the same crime. It is not just.
Danforth to Hale
He have his goodness now, God forbid I take it from him.
Elizabeth to Hale
There be no higher judge under heaven than Proctor is! Forgive me, forgive me, John-I never knew such goodness in the world!
Elizabeth to John Proctor
John, it come to naught that I should forgive you, if you'll not forgive yourself.
Elizabeth to Proctor
Not Rebecca. She is one foot in heaven; naught may hurt her more.
Elizabeth to Proctor
I'd not refuse it, Tituba; its the proper morning to fly to Hell.
Herrick to Tituba
I have given you my soul; leave me my name.
Proctor to Danforth
I cannot mount the gibbet like a saint. It is a fraud. I am not that man.
Proctor to Elizabeth