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