Cover that bosom that I must not see: souls are wounded by such things.

Oh, I may be devout, but I am human all the same.
MOLIERE

Human Myself
When there is enough to eat for eight, there is plenty for ten.
MOLIERE

Eat Enough Food
You are a fool in four letters, my son.
MOLIERE

Fool Son Yourself
Anyone may be an honorable man, and yet write verse badly.
MOLIERE

Bad Honor Man Poet Writing
Man’s greatest weakness is his love for life.
MOLIERE

Greatness Life Love Man Weakness
A woman always has her revenge ready.
MOLIERE

Herself Revenge Woman
How easy love makes fools of us.
MOLIERE

Easy Fools Love Ourselves
With a smile we should instruct our youth.
MOLIERE

Instruction Smile Youth
Unreasonable haste is the direct road to error.
MOLIERE

Direct Error Haste Reason
The envious will die, but envy never.
MOLIERE

Deep Jealous People
Solitude terrifies the soul at twenty.
MOLIERE

Age Solitude Soul
Age brings about everything; but it is not the time, Madam, as we know, to be a prude at twenty.
MOLIERE

Age Madam Time
I might, by chance, write something just as shoddy; But then I wouldn’t show it to everybody.
MOLIERE

Chance Myself Show Writing
No reason makes it right To shun accepted ways from stubborn spite; And we may better join the foolish crowd Than cling to wisdom, lonely though unbowed.
MOLIERE

Acceptance Crowd Fools Reason Right Stubborn Way
Virtue is the first title of nobility.
MOLIERE

Nobility Virtue
I recover my property wherever I find it.
MOLIERE

Finding Myself Property Recover

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