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There’s a sort of decency among the dead, a remarkable discretion: you never find them making any complaint against the doctor who killed them!

Moliere

We die only once, and for such a long time.
MOLIERE

Death Time
It is good food and not fine words that keeps me alive.
MOLIERE

Alive Food Goodness Myself
You are my peace, my solace, my salvation.
MOLIERE

Peace Salvation Yourself
People don’t mind being mean; but they never want to be ridiculous.
MOLIERE

Mean People Ridiculous
I feed on good soup, not beautiful language.
MOLIERE

Beautiful Feed Goodness Language
Malicious tongues spread their poison abroad and nothing here below is proof against them.
MOLIERE

Evidence Malicious Mouth Poison
Those whose conduct gives room for talk are always the first to attack their neighbors.
MOLIERE

Attack Neighbor Room
I recover my property wherever I find it.
MOLIERE

Finding Myself Property Recover
Although I am a pious man, I am not the less a man.
MOLIERE

Man Myself
Doubts are more cruel than the worst of truths. It is not only for what we do that we are held responsible, but also for what we do not do. A lover whose passion is extreme loves even the faults of the beloved.
MOLIERE

Cruelty Doubt Mistake Passion Truth Worst
There is no protection against slander.
MOLIERE

Protection
Man, I can assure you, is a nasty creature.
MOLIERE

Assurance Creature Weird Yourself
In order to prove a friend to one’s guests, frugality must reign in one’s meals; and, according to an ancient saying, one must eat to live, not live to eat.
MOLIERE

Eat Evidence Food Guest Live Order
Two wives? That exceeds the custom.
MOLIERE

Marriage Rule Wife
Frenchmen have an unlimited capacity for gallantry and indulge it on every occasion.
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Capacity Limitation Occasion
The road is long fro the project to its completion.
MOLIERE

Complete Project Road

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