How strange it is to see with how much passion People see things only in their own fashion!
MOLIEREMalicious men may die, but malice never.
More Moliere Quotes
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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.
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You are a fool in four letters, my son.
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Anyone may be an honorable man, and yet write verse badly.
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One can be well-bred and write bad poetry.
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All is wholesome in the absence of excess.
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A lover tries to stand in well with the pet dog of the house.
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I assure you, an educated fool is more foolish than an uneducated one.
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To live without loving is not really to live.
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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.
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The impromptu reply is precisely the touchstone of the man of wit.
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I recover my property wherever I find it.
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The smallest errors are always the best.
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Cultivated people should be superior to any consideration so sordid as a mercenary interest.
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One easily bears moral reproof, but never mockery.
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We always speak well when we manage to be understood.
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All the power is with the sex that wears the beard.
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And with his arms crossed he looks pityingly down from his spiritual height on everything that anyone says.
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Words and deeds are far from being one. Much that is talked about is left undone.
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Gold is the key, whatever else we try; and that sweet metal aids the conqueror in every case, in love as well as war.
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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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We must take the good with the bad; For the good when it’s good, is so very good That the bad when it’s bad can’t be bad!
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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.
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Ah, there are no children nowadays.
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It infuriates me to be wrong when I know I’m right.
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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.
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Grammar, which knows how to lord it over kings, and with high hands makes them obey its laws.
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