It is the public scandal that offends; to sin in secret is no sin at all.
MOLIEREIf you suppress grief too much, it can well redouble.
More Moliere Quotes
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It is the public scandal that offends; to sin in secret is no sin at all.
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Oh, I may be devout, but I am human all the same.
MOLIEREOh, I may be devout, but I am human all the same.
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No one is safe from slander. The best way is to pay no attention to it, but live in innocence and let the world talk.
MOLIERENo one is safe from slander. The best way is to pay no attention to it, but live in innocence and let the world talk.
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A learned fool is more a fool than an ignorant fool.
MOLIEREA learned fool is more a fool than an ignorant fool.
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If everyone were clothed with integrity, if every heart were just, frank, kindly, the other virtues would be well-nigh useless.
MOLIEREIf everyone were clothed with integrity, if every heart were just, frank, kindly, the other virtues would be well-nigh useless.
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Time has nothing to do with the matter.
MOLIERETime has nothing to do with the matter.
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There is no rampart that will hold out against malice.
MOLIEREThere is no rampart that will hold out against malice.
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We are easily duped by those we love.
MOLIEREWe are easily duped by those we love.
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When there is enough to eat for eight, there is plenty for ten.
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I want people to be sincere; a man of honor shouldn’t speak a single word that doesn’t come straight from his heart.
MOLIEREI want people to be sincere; a man of honor shouldn’t speak a single word that doesn’t come straight from his heart.
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Writing is like prostitution. First you do it for love, and then for a few close friends, and then for money.
MOLIEREWriting is like prostitution. First you do it for love, and then for a few close friends, and then for money.
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There is no reward so delightful, no pleasure so exquisite, as having one’s work known and acclaimed by those whose applause confers honor.
MOLIEREThere is no reward so delightful, no pleasure so exquisite, as having one’s work known and acclaimed by those whose applause confers honor.
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But it is not reason that governs love.
MOLIEREBut it is not reason that governs love.
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Frankly, it’s good enough to lock up in a drawer.
MOLIEREFrankly, it’s good enough to lock up in a drawer.
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My heavens! I’ve been talking prose for the last forty years without knowing it.
MOLIEREMy heavens! I’ve been talking prose for the last forty years without knowing it.
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We die only once, and for such a long time.
MOLIEREWe die only once, and for such a long time.
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