Cover that bosom that I must not see: souls are wounded by such things.
MOLIEREThe great ambition of women is to inspire love.
More Moliere Quotes
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Outside of Paris, there is no hope for the cultured.
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Tobacco is the passion of honest men and he who lives without tobacco is not worthy of living.
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Stay awhile that we may make an end the sooner.
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Don’t appear so scholarly, pray. Humanize your talk, and speak to be understood.
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Gold gives to the ugliest thing a certain charming air, For that without it were else a miserable affair.
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Too great haste leads us to error.
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Cultivated people should be superior to any consideration so sordid as a mercenary interest.
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The great ambition of women is to inspire love.
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At least it’s better to be married than to be dead.
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Reason is not what decides love.
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Oh, how fine it is to know a thing or two.
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Frankly, it’s good enough to lock up in a drawer.
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The road is a long one from the projection of a thing to its accomplishment.
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To find yourself jilted is a blow to your pride. Do your best to forget it and if you don’t succeed, at least pretend to.
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I might, by chance, write something just as shoddy; But then I wouldn’t show it to everybody.
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Esteem must be founded on preference: to hold everyone in high esteem is to esteem nothing.
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My fair one, let us swear an eternal friendship.
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All is wholesome in the absence of excess.
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With a smile we should instruct our youth.
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The proof of true love is to be unsparing in criticism.
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Each day my reason tells me so; But reason doesn’t rule in love, you know.
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People can be induced to swallow anything, provided it is sufficiently seasoned with praise.
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Although I am a pious man, I am not the less a man.
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But it is not reason that governs love.
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To create a public scandal is what’s wicked; to sin in private is not a sin.
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A husband is a plaster that cures all the ills of girlhood.
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