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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

Ah, there are no longer any children!
MOLIERE

Children Growth One Liner
Stay awhile that we may make an end the sooner.
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End Soon
I have the knack of easing scruples.
MOLIERE

Easy Myself
Consistency is only suitable for ridicule.
MOLIERE

Consistent Ridiculous Suitable
Rest assured that there is nothing which wounds the heart of a noble man more deeply than the thought his honour is assailed.
MOLIERE

Heart Honor Man Noble Wound
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
As the purpose of comedy is to correct the vices of men, I see no reason why anyone should be exempt.
MOLIERE

Comedy Correct Man Myself Purpose Vice
Malicious tongues spread their poison abroad and nothing here below is proof against them.
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Evidence Malicious Mouth Poison
And knowing money is a root of evil, in Christian charity, he’d take away whatever things may hinder your salvation.
MOLIERE

Charity Known Money Yourself
I prefer a pleasant vice to an annoying virtue.
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Preference Vice Virtue
Nearly all men die of their medicines, not of their diseases.
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Death Man Medicine Sick
How easy love makes fools of us.
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Easy Fools Love Ourselves
She is laughing up her sleeve at you.
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Herself Laughter Yourself
There is no secret of the heart which our actions do not disclose.
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Action Heart Ourselves Secret
Nothing can be fairer, or more noble, than the holy fervor of true zeal.
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Right True Zeal
Our minds need relaxation, and give way unless we mix with work a little play.
MOLIERE

Mindset Need Play Work

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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