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My heavens! I’ve been talking prose for the last forty years without knowing it.

Moliere

The only people who can be excused for letting a bad book loose on the world are the poor devils who have to write for a living.
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Devil Live People Poor World Writing
If everyone were clothed with integrity, if every heart were just, frank, kindly, the other virtues would be well-nigh useless.
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Heart Integrity Virtue
Long is the road from conception to completion.
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Complete Road
Nothing can be fairer, or more noble, than the holy fervor of true zeal.
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Right True Zeal
In society one needs a flexible virtue; too much goodness can be blamable.
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Blame Goodness Need Society Virtue
You have but to hold forth in cap and gown, and any gibberish becomes learning, all nonsense passes for sense.
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Learning Nonsense
Ah, there are no longer any children!
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Children Growth One Liner
There is no secret of the heart which our actions do not disclose.
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Action Heart Ourselves Secret
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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Friendship Love Purity
Doubts are more cruel than the worst of truths.
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Cruelty Doubt Truth Worst
There is something inexpressibly charming in falling in love and, surely, the whole pleasure lies in the fact that love isn’t lasting.
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Charm Expression Fact Lying
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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Love Money Prostitution Writing Yourself
My fair one, let us swear an eternal friendship.
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Forever Friendship Myself
Birth means nothing where there is no virtue.
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Born Virtue
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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Hate Man Mean Oneself Vicious
The smallest errors are always the best.
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Best Error Small

My heavens! I’ve been talking prose for the last forty years without knowing it.

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