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Sometimes I feel something akin to rage At the corrupted morals of this age!

Moliere

One cannot but mistrust a prospect of felicity: one must enjoy it before one can believe in it.
MOLIERE

Believe Enjoyment Oneself Prospect Trust
Dom Juan believes neither in Heaven, nor the saints, nor God, nor the Werewolf.
MOLIERE

Believe God Heaven
They would have everybody be as blind as themselves: to them, to be clear-sighted is libertinism.
MOLIERE

Blind Clear Liberty Sight
There is no reward so delightful, no pleasure so exquisite, as having one’s work known and acclaimed by those whose applause confers honor.
MOLIERE

Delight Honor Pleasure Reward
When we are understood, we always speak well, and then all your fine diction serves no purpose.
MOLIERE

Purpose Serve Understand
We die only once, and for such a long time.
MOLIERE

Death Time
Deference and intimacy live far apart.
MOLIERE

Intimacy Live
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
Solitude terrifies the soul at twenty.
MOLIERE

Age Solitude Soul
Malicious tongues spread their poison abroad and nothing here below is proof against them.
MOLIERE

Evidence Malicious Mouth Poison
Perfect reason flees all extremity, and leads one to be wise with sobriety.
MOLIERE

Perfection Reason Sober Wisdom
When you model yourself on people, you should try to resemble their good sides.
MOLIERE

Goodness Modeling People Side
People can be induced to swallow anything, provided it is sufficiently seasoned with praise.
MOLIERE

People Praise Season Swallow
Malicious men may die, but malice never.
MOLIERE

Death Infidelity Malicious Man
Doubts are more cruel than the worst of truths. It is not only for what we do that we are held responsible, but also for what we do not do. A lover whose passion is extreme loves even the faults of the beloved.
MOLIERE

Cruelty Doubt Mistake Passion Truth Worst
If everyone were clothed with integrity, if every heart were just, frank, kindly, the other virtues would be well-nigh useless.
MOLIERE

Heart Integrity Virtue

Sometimes I feel something akin to rage At the corrupted morals of this age!

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