The Crucible
Tempest
Hag-Seed
Eliot
CoW
100

"Because it is my name!"

John Proctor
100

"You taught me language, and my profit on't is I know how to curse."

Caliban

100

“How he has fallen. How

deflated. How reduced.”

Felix

100

"In the room the women come and go

Talking of Michelangelo."

The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

100

"To keep you from being too depressed, let me emphasise that none of this means that  you, personally, cannot find happiness with a good man, a good woman or a good pet  canary; just as the creation of a bad female character doesn’t mean that women should  lose the vote."

Margaret Atwood

200

"I never knew what pretense Salem was, I never knew the lying lessons I was taught by all these Christian women and their covenanted men!"

Abigail Williams

200

"As you from crimes would pardoned be,
Let your indulgence set me free."

Prospero

200

“What to do with such a sorrow? It was like an enormous black cloud boiling up over the horizon. No: it was like a blizzard. No: it was like nothing he could put into language. He couldn’t face it head-on. He had to transform it, or at the very least enclose it.”

Narrator

200

"We returned to our places, these Kingdoms,

But no longer at ease here, in the old dispensation,

With an alien people clutching their gods."

Journey of the Magi

200

"Now, let’s get back to the notion that in a novel, something else has to happen – other than  breakfast, that is. What will that ‘something else’ be, and how does the novelist go about  choosing it?"

Margaret Atwood

300

"Now, by God’s grace, the shining sun is up, and them that fear not light will surely praise it."

Danforth

300

"O, wonder!
How many goodly creatures are there here!
How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world,
That has such people in't."

Miranda

300

“What kind of prisons are they? Who’s been put in each of them? And who’s the jailer — who’s put them in, who’s keeping them there?”

Felix

300

"Shape without form, shade without colour,

Paralysed force, gesture without motion..."

The Hollow Men

300

‘I need sentences around me, quotations, the literary equivalent of a cheerleading squad.’

Zadie Smith

400

"I do not judge you. The magistrate sits in your heart that judges you."

Elizabeth Proctor

400

"I’ th’ commonwealth I would by contraries
Execute all things, for no kind of traffic
Would I admit. No name of magistrate.
Letters should not be known."

Gonzalo

400

“Prisons are for incarceration and punishment, not for spurious attempts to educate those who cannot, by their very natures, be educated. What’s the quote? Nature versus nurture, something like that.”

Sal

400

"Every street lamp that I pass

Beats like a fatalistic drum,

And through the spaces of the dark

Midnight shakes the memory

As a madman shakes a dead geranium."

Rhapsody on a Windy Night

400

“Lady Macbeth was spotted, Ophelia unspotted; both came to sticky ends, but there’s a world of difference”

Zadie Smith

500

"I come to do the Devil’s work. I come to counsel Christians they should belie themselves. There is blood on my head! Can you not see the blood on my head!!"

Reverend Hale

500

"Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits and
Are melted into air, into thin air;
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on: and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep."

Prospero

500

"He has captured his Miranda, and Ariel has been transformed and accepted. He can sense the rest of his cast emerging as if from a fog, their faces indistinct but present. So far, his charms hold good."

Narrator - Felix's inner dialogue about Anne-Marie

500

"I am moved by fancies that are curled

Around these images, and cling:

The notion of some infinitely gentle

Infinitely suffering thing."

Preludes

500

"He cannot get this phrase out of his mind: The living and the dead.'

Colum McCann