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There’s a sort of decency among the dead, a remarkable discretion: you never find them making any complaint against the doctor who killed them!

Moliere

Sharing with Jupiter is never a dishonor.
MOLIERE

Honor Share
Ah, there are no children nowadays.
MOLIERE

Children Time
Debts are nowadays like children begot with pleasure, but brought forth in pain.
MOLIERE

Children Pain Pleasure
I always do the first line well, but I have trouble doing the others.
MOLIERE

Myself Poet Trouble Writing
There’s nothing quite like tobacco: it’s the passion of decent folk, and whoever lives without tobacco doesn’t deserve to live.
MOLIERE

Deserve Drugs Live Passion Quite
I feed on good soup, not beautiful language.
MOLIERE

Beautiful Feed Goodness Language
Grammar, which can govern even Kings.
MOLIERE

Government Grammar King
The envious will die, but envy never.
MOLIERE

Death Jealous Willing
Folk whose own behavior is most ridiculous are always to the fore in slandering others.
MOLIERE

Behavior Friendship Ridiculous
Outside of Paris, there is no hope for the cultured.
MOLIERE

Culture Hope
In society one needs a flexible virtue; too much goodness can be blamable.
MOLIERE

Blame Goodness Need Society Virtue
I would like to be like my father and all the rest of my ancestors who never married.
MOLIERE

Ancestor Father Marriage Myself
Beauty without intelligence is like a hook without bait.
MOLIERE

Beautiful Hook Intelligence
There is no protection against slander.
MOLIERE

Protection
You have but to hold forth in cap and gown, and any gibberish becomes learning, all nonsense passes for sense.
MOLIERE

Learning Nonsense
Human weakness is to desire to know what one does not want to know.
MOLIERE

Desire Human Known Oneself Weakness

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