Betrayed and wronged in everything, I’ll flee this bitter world where vice is king, And seek some spot unpeopled and apart Where I’ll be free to have an honest heart.
MOLIEREThe world, dear Agnes, is a strange affair.
More Moliere Quotes
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True, Heaven prohibits certain pleasures; but one can generally negotiate a compromise.
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No matter what everybody says, ultimately these things can harm us only by the way we react to them.
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It is madness beyond compare To try to reform the world.
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They would have everybody be as blind as themselves: to them, to be clear-sighted is libertinism.
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Esteem must be founded on preference: to hold everyone in high esteem is to esteem nothing.
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The envious will die, but envy never.
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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!
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Ah, there are no longer any children!
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Dom Juan believes neither in Heaven, nor the saints, nor God, nor the Werewolf.
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She is laughing up her sleeve at you.
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The more powerful the obstacle, the more glory we have in overcoming it; and the difficulties with which we are met are the maids of honor which set off virtue.
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Of all human foibles love of living is the most powerful.
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I feed on good soup, not beautiful language.
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We should look long and carefully at ourselves before we pass judgement on others.
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There is no secret of the heart which our actions do not disclose.
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Frenchmen have an unlimited capacity for gallantry and indulge it on every occasion.
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Human weakness is to desire to know what one does not want to know.
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He who follows his lessons tastes a profound peace, and looks upon everybody as a bunch of manure.
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Time has nothing to do with the matter.
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There is no reward so delightful, no pleasure so exquisite, as having one’s work known and acclaimed by those whose applause confers honor.
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Everything that’s prose isn’t verse and everything that isn’t verse is prose. Now you see what it is to be a scholar!
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My fair one, let us swear an eternal friendship.
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Nothing can be fairer, or more noble, than the holy fervor of true zeal.
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Sharing with Jupiter is never a dishonor.
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Birth means nothing where there is no virtue.
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It infuriates me to be wrong when I know I’m right.
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