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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

Don’t appear so scholarly, pray. Humanize your talk, and speak to be understood.
MOLIERE

Appearance Humanity Prayer Talk Understand
Time has nothing to do with the matter.
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Substance Time
I would like to be like my father and all the rest of my ancestors who never married.
MOLIERE

Ancestor Father Marriage Myself
To create a public scandal is what’s wicked; to sin in private is not a sin.
MOLIERE

Creation Private Sin Wicket
The impromptu reply is precisely the touchstone of the man of wit.
MOLIERE

Man Precise Smart
Virtue is the first title of nobility.
MOLIERE

Nobility Virtue
It may cost me twenty thousand francs; but for twenty thousand francs, I will have the right to rail against the iniquity of humanity, and to devote to it my eternal hatred.
MOLIERE

Forever Hate Humanity Myself Price
A husband is a plaster that cures all the ills of girlhood.
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Cure Husband Woman
Although I am a pious man, I am not the less a man.
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Man Myself
unbroken happiness is a bore: it should have ups and downs.
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Boredom Happiness Hard Time
Books and marriage go ill together.
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Book Marriage Sick
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

Complaint Death Decent Doctor Kill Remark
The more we love our friends, the less we flatter them; it is by excusing nothing that pure love shows itself.
MOLIERE

Friendship Love Purity
Love is often the fruit of marriage.
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Fruit Love Marriage
The road is long fro the project to its completion.
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Complete Project Road
My fair one, let us swear an eternal friendship.
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Forever Friendship Myself

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