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Things are only worth what you make them worth.

Moliere

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
All extremes does perfect reason flee, And wishes to be wise quite soberly.
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Perfection Quite Reason Sober Wisdom
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!
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Complaint Death Decent Doctor Kill Remark
Don’t appear so scholarly, pray. Humanize your talk, and speak to be understood.
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Appearance Humanity Prayer Talk Understand
How easy love makes fools of us.
MOLIERE

Easy Fools Love Ourselves
We are all mortals, and each is for himself.
MOLIERE

Himself Mortal
Even Rome cannot grant us a dispensation from death.
MOLIERE

Death Ourselves
A husband is a plaster that cures all the ills of girlhood.
MOLIERE

Cure Husband Woman
Of all the noises known to man, opera is the most expensive.
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Expensive Instrument Man Music Noise Opera
To create a public scandal is what’s wicked; to sin in private is not a sin.
MOLIERE

Creation Private Sin Wicket
The absence of the beloved, short though it may last, always lasts too long.
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Absence Partner Relationship
Every good act is charity. A man’s true wealth hereafter is the good that he does in this world to his fellows.
MOLIERE

Act Charity Goodness Himself Man True Wealth
One ought to look a good deal at oneself before thinking of condemning others.
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Goodness Oneself Thinking
There is no praise to bear the sort that you put in your pocket.
MOLIERE

Pocket Praise Sort Yourself
There is no fate more distressing for an artist than to have to show himself off before fools, to see his work exposed to the criticism of the vulgar and ignorant.
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Artist Fate Fools Himself Ignorance Vulgar Work
Betrayed and wronged in everything, I’ll flee this bitter world where vice is king, And seek some spot unpeopled and apart Where I’ll be free to have an honest heart.
MOLIERE

Betrayal Bitter Heart Honesty Seek Vice World Wrong

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