No reason makes it right To shun accepted ways from stubborn spite; And we may better join the foolish crowd Than cling to wisdom, lonely though unbowed.
MOLIERETime has nothing to do with the matter.
More Moliere Quotes
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There is nothing so necessary for men as dancing.
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The more we love our friends, the less we flatter them; it is by excusing nothing that pure love shows itself.
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Esteem must be founded on preference: to hold everyone in high esteem is to esteem nothing.
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I assure you, an educated fool is more foolish than an uneducated one.
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With a smile we should instruct our youth.
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Unreasonable haste is the direct road to error.
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The smallest errors are always the best.
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Without dance, a man can do nothing.
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I have the knack of easing scruples.
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Grammar, which knows how to control even kings.
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It’s true Heaven forbids some pleasures, but a compromise can usually be found.
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Two wives? That exceeds the custom.
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All the ills of mankind, all the tragic misfortunes that fill the history books, all the political blunders, all the failures of the great leaders have arisen merely from a lack of skill at dancing.
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You are a fool in four letters, my son.
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I hate all men, the ones because they are mean and vicious, and the others for being complaisant with the vicious ones.
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A laudation in Greek is of marvellous efficacy on the title-page of a book.
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You only die once, but you will be dead for a very long time.
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Writing is like prostitution. First you do it for love, and then for a few close friends, and then for money.
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One easily bears moral reproof, but never mockery.
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It is the public scandal that offends; to sin in secret is no sin at all.
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Deference and intimacy live far apart.
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Oh, I may be devout, but I am human all the same.
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We always speak well when we manage to be understood.
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Without knowledge, life is no more than the shadow of death.
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My heavens! I’ve been talking prose for the last forty years without knowing it.
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Good Heavens! For more than forty years I have been speaking prose without knowing it.
MOLIERE