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.
MOLIEREMan, I can assure you, is a nasty creature.
More Moliere Quotes
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Its as if you think you’d never find Reason and the Sacred intertwined.
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Too great haste leads us to error.
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Malicious tongues spread their poison abroad and nothing here below is proof against them.
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Cover that bosom that I must not see: souls are wounded by such things.
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The genuine Amphitryon is the Amphitryon with whom we dine.
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Oh, how fine it is to know a thing or two.
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A learned fool is more a fool than an ignorant fool.
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The smallest errors are always the best.
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Good Heavens! For more than forty years I have been speaking prose without knowing it.
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People are all alike in their promises. It is only in their deeds that they differ.
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The most effective way of attacking vice is to expose it to public ridicule. People can put up with rebukes but they cannot bear being laughed at: they are prepared to be wicked but they dislike appearing ridiculous.
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I will not leave you until I have seen you hanged.
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What a terrible thing to be a great lord, yet a wicked man.
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It is a folly second to none; to try to improve the world.
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One ought to look a good deal at oneself before thinking of condemning others.
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It is a strange enterprise to make respectable people laugh.
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I assure you, an educated fool is more foolish than an uneducated one.
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Deference and intimacy live far apart.
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The public scandal is what constitutes the offence: sins sinned in secret are no sins at all.
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Time has nothing to do with the matter.
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Ah, there are no longer any children!
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I live on good soup, not on fine words.
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Love is a great master. It teaches us to be what we never were.
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It is good food and not fine words that keeps me alive.
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We are all mortals, and each is for himself.
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How easy love makes fools of us.
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