January 26, 2017 | 0 Comments
Anne: I know, dear Cotton, I know. Terrible. Awful. Evil incarnate. You’ve opened my eyes, dear husband. I was the perfect wife and yet…
Anne: I know, dear Cotton, I know. Terrible. Awful. Evil incarnate. You’ve opened my eyes, dear husband. I was the perfect wife and yet…
Sebastian: I believe…I believe neither of us ever loved anybody but her in our whole lives, and my jealously I plotted her destruction….
Cotton: If I enter Hell, you will spare the world your degradation? Anne: Oh no, Husband! Let’s not be greedy. Nothing can stop the plan…
Tituba: Anne Hale…I warned Mary Sibley about you long ago. I told her to drown you like a kitten in a well. Anne: Well, lucky for you…
Mary: How did we come to be here right now? How is this possible? John: I don’t know, but I know Anne Hale is responsible. And I don’t…
Mary: You would damn generations to hell on earth because of your own bitter heart?! Anne: You are absolutely right, I would. Happily. I…
Mary: The most fatal error, my treacherous sister — placing your trust in the dark lord…and this mangy mouter. [Snaps the cat’s neck]…
Anne: Yes. Of course, that is what we women are to you — a good woman is a half-doll-half-angel and a bad woman is but a hideous fiend….
Cotton: What has happened to you? Mary: I don’t know. I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know. Perhaps killing him took what life I had…
Thomas: Could I offer you food or a drink? The Sentinel: I have no taste for food but drink, I like. It briefly restores loss of wings….