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The maturing process of becoming a writer is akin to that of a harlot. First you do it for love, then for a few friends, and finally only for money.

Moliere

Hypocrisy is a fashionable vice, and all fashionable vices pass for virtue.
MOLIERE

Fashion Hypocrisy Pass Vice Virtue
Ah, there are no children nowadays.
MOLIERE

Children Time
All the power is with the sex that wears the beard.
MOLIERE

Beard Discrimination Power Sex
All right-minded people adore it; and anyone who is able to live without it is unworthy to draw breathe
MOLIERE

Breathe Draw Mindset People Right
People of quality know everything without ever having learned anything.
MOLIERE

Learning People Quality
Man’s greatest weakness is his love for life.
MOLIERE

Greatness Life Love Man Weakness
Its as if you think you’d never find Reason and the Sacred intertwined.
MOLIERE

Reason Sacred Thinking
He makes his cook his merit, and the world visits his dinners and not him.
MOLIERE

Cook Food Himself World
If everyone were clothed with integrity, if every heart were just, frank, kindly, the other virtues would be well-nigh useless.
MOLIERE

Heart Integrity Virtue
It may cost me twenty thousand francs; but for twenty thousand francs, I will have the right to rail against the iniquity of humanity, and to devote to it my eternal hatred.
MOLIERE

Forever Hate Humanity Myself Price
Grammar, which can govern even Kings.
MOLIERE

Government Grammar King
The true touchstone of wit is the impromptu.
MOLIERE

Brilliance Touch True
There is no secret of the heart which our actions do not disclose.
MOLIERE

Action Heart Ourselves Secret
Love is often the fruit of marriage.
MOLIERE

Fruit Love Marriage
We live under a prince who is an enemy to fraud, a prince whose eyes penetrate into the heart, and whom all the art of impostors can’t deceive.
MOLIERE

Enemy Heart Imposter Live
The less we deserve good fortune, the more we hope for it.
MOLIERE

Deserve Fortune Goodness Hope

The maturing process of becoming a writer is akin to that of a harlot. First you do it for love, then for a few friends, and finally only for money.

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