Character: Charmian

To those people that inspire us with fear,
We can't have a great deal of love.

Bad thou, Harmachis, for all his learning and wisdom, know how great the devotion of the female heart, if you believe that it is capable of loving when he changed the appearance of the beloved: even the terrible change which exposed him to death, powerless to kill love. Know also, o learned doctor that I am one of those women who, loving once, love to the last breath, and if their love does not meet with response, carry your virginity to the grave.

Driven by a great love for you, I have wronged you, for which I will pay all my life and all endless eternity after death.

The minute they wanted you dead, Yes, Harmachis, I would cry then life on your grave, but I have doomed you to death.

Revenge is sweet, and yet... it's an arrow, which often strikes one who released it.

You're a man, you should firmly bear this misfortune. You yourself planted the seeds - now is the time of harvest; but after the crop is harvested, the Nile overflows, washes away the dried roots and kills them, and then again comes the season of sowing.

The shame of one who was dear to us, becomes in part our shame, he seems to be forever it sticks to us, because we are so blindly in love with this jerk all the innermost depths of our heart.