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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.

Moliere

A woman always has her revenge ready.
MOLIERE

Herself Revenge Woman
Esteem must be founded on some sort of preference. Bestow it on everybody and it ceases to have any meaning at all.
MOLIERE

Esteem Meaning Preference
The envious will die, but envy never.
MOLIERE

Death Jealous Willing
You only die once, but you will be dead for a very long time.
MOLIERE

Death Time Yourself
They would have everybody be as blind as themselves: to them, to be clear-sighted is libertinism.
MOLIERE

Blind Clear Liberty Sight
But it is not reason that governs love.
MOLIERE

Government Love Reason
I prefer a pleasant vice to an annoying virtue.
MOLIERE

Preference Vice Virtue
There is no praise to bear the sort that you put in your pocket.
MOLIERE

Pocket Praise Sort Yourself
Debts are nowadays like children begot with pleasure, but brought forth in pain.
MOLIERE

Children Pain Pleasure
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!
MOLIERE

Bad Goodness
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
Perfect reason flees all extremity, and leads one to be wise with sobriety.
MOLIERE

Perfection Reason Sober Wisdom
I will not leave you until I have seen you hanged.
MOLIERE

Death Leaving Myself See Yourself
There is something inexpressibly charming in falling in love and, surely, the whole pleasure lies in the fact that love isn’t lasting.
MOLIERE

Charm Expression Fact Lying
When there is enough to eat for eight, there is plenty for ten.
MOLIERE

Eat Enough Food
The smallest errors are always the best.
MOLIERE

Best Error Small

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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