A fire, a fire is burning! I hear the boot of Lucifer, I see his filthy face! And it is my face, and yours, Danforth! For them that quail to bring men out of ignorance, as I have quailed, and as you quail now when you know in all your black hearts that this be fraud – God damns our kind especially, and we will burn, we will burn together!
When it is recalled that until the Christian era the underworld was never regardded as a hostile area, that all gods were useful and essentially friendly to man despite occasional lapsesl when we see the steady methodical inculcation into humanity of the idea of man’s worthlesseness – until redeemed – the necessity of the Devil may become evident as a weapon, a weapon designed and used time and time again in every age to whip men into a surrender to a particular church or church state.
To suffer fifty weeks of the year for the sake of a two-week vacation, when all you really desire is to be outdoors, with your shirt off.
You don’t realize how people can hate, they can hate so much they’ll tear the world to pieces.
When I was seventeen I walked into the jungle, and when I was twenty-one I walked out. And by God I was rich.
There are certain men in the world who rather see everybody hung before they’ll take blame.
But then, it’s what I always wanted. My own apartment, a car, and plenty of women. And still, goddammit, I’m lonely.
On the road I want to grab you sometimes and just kiss the life outa you.
Perhaps because there are those who believe that authority is all of a piece and that to challenge it anywhere is to threaten it everywhere.
If she is innocent! Why do you never wonder if Parris be innocent, or Abigail? Is the accuser always holy now? Were they born this morning as clean as God’s fingers? I’ll tell you what’s walking Salem – vengeance is walking Salem. We are what we always were in Salem, but now the little crazy children are jangling the keys of the kingdom, and common vengeance writes the law!
I made a gift for you, Good Proctor. I had to sit long hours in a chair, and passed the time with sewing.” – Mary Warren.
He’s a man way out there in the blue, riding on a smile and a shoeshine. And when they start not smiling back – that’s an earthquake. And then you get a couple of spots on your hat, and you’re finished.
How can they whip cheese?
If personal meaning, in this cheer leader society, lies in success, then failure must threaten identity itself.
Here is all the invisible world, caught, defined, and calculated. In these books the Devil stands stripped of all his brute disguises. Here are all your familiar spirits-your incubi and succubi; your witches that go by land, by air, and by sea; your wizards of the night and of the day. Have no fear now-we shall find him out and I mean to crush him utterly if he has shown his face!
Political opposition... is given an inhumane overlay, which then justifies the abrogation of all normally applied customs of civilized behavior. A political policy is equated with moral right, and opposition to it with diabolical malevolence.
I don’t know what the future is. I don’t know-what I’m supposed to want.
He’s just a big stupid man to you, but I tell you there’s more good in him than in may other people.
What a woman! They broke the mould when they made her.
We must re-imagine liberty in every generation, especially since a certain number of people are always afraid of it.