If there is danger, it must fall upon me: It is I who invoke the ministry of the Spirits; Mine therefore will be the crime, and yours the profit.

But danger there is none: The Enemy of Mankind is my Slave, not my Sovereign.

Is there no difference between giving and receiving laws, between serving and commanding?
Awake from your idle dreams, Ambrosio! Throw from you these terrors so ill-suited to a soul like yours; Leave them for common Men, and dare to be happy! Accompany me this night to St.Clare's Sepulchre, witness my incantations, and Antonia is your own.' 'To obtain her by such means I neither can, or will.

Cease then to persuade me, for I dare not employ Hell's agency.
'You DARE not?
How have you deceived me! That mind which I esteemed so great and valiant, proves to be feeble, puerile, and grovelling, a slave to vulgar errors, and weaker than a Woman's.' 'What?
Though conscious of the danger, wilfully shall I expose myself to the Seducer's arts?
Shall I renounce for ever my title to salvation?
Shall my eyes seek a sight which I know will blast them?
No, no, Matilda; I will not ally myself with God's Enemy.' 'Are you then God's Friend at present?
Have you not broken your engagements with him, renounced his service, and abandoned yourself to the impulse of your passions?
Are you not planning the destruction of innocence, the ruin of a Creature whom He formed in the mould of Angels?
If not of Daemons, whose aid would you invoke to forward this laudable design?
Will the Seraphims protect it, conduct Antonia to your arms, and sanction with their ministry your illicit pleasures?
Absurd! But I am not deceived, Ambrosio! It is not virtue which makes you reject my offer: You WOULD accept it, but you dare not.

'Tis not the crime which holds your hand, but the punishment; 'Tis not respect for God which restrains you, but the terror of his vengeance! Fain would you offend him in secret, but you tremble to profess yourself his Foe.