What really matters is nothing new, however. You feel attracted to him, don't you?
CECILIA (speaking with genuine feeling and almost tenderly)
But perhaps there is still something that holds back—that could hold me back, if it only wanted.
AMADEUS (after a pause, brusquely)
But it doesn't want to ... it doesn't dare to want it. What sense could there be in it? Perhaps I might prove the stronger to-day—and the next time, perhaps—but sooner or later the day must come nevertheless, when I should suffer defeat.
CECILIA
Why?... It ought not to be necessary!
AMADEUS
And then, even if I remained victorious every time—could that be called happiness for which I must fight repeatedly and tremble all the time? Could that be called happiness in our case, who have known what is so much better?... No, Cecilia, our love should not be permitted to end in mutual distrust. I don't hold you, Cecilia, if you are attracted elsewhere—and you have known all the time that I would never hold you.
CECILIA