"You know better, Casanova.

Nor had you forgotten me, for were it otherwise, in your eagerness to get to Venice, you would never have accepted Olivo's invitation." "What do you mean, Amalia?
Can you imagine I have come here to betray your husband ?" "How can you use such a phrase, Casanova?
Were I to be yours once again, there would be neither betrayal nor sin." Casanova laughed.

"No sin?
Wherefore not?
Because I'm an old man ?" "You are not old.

For me you can never be an old man.

In your arms I had my first taste of bliss, and I doubt not it is my destiny that my last bliss shall be shared with you!" "Your last ?" rejoined Casanova cynically, though he was not altogether unmoved.