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How good is God! How sweet his yoke!
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Jean Racine
Age: 59 †
Born: 1639
Born: December 1
Died: 1699
Died: April 21
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Ferté-Milon (La)
Jean Baptiste Racine
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Honor, without money, is a mere malady.
Jean Racine
To save our imperiled honor everything must be sacrificed, even virtue.
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According as the man is, so must you humour him.
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Vice, like virtue, Grows in small steps, and no true innocence Can ever fall at once to deepest guilt.
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Love is not dumb. The heart speaks many ways.
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I loved you when you were unfaithful what would I have done if you were true?
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Do not they bring it to pass by knowing that they know nothing at all?
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Great crimes come never singly they are linked To sins that went before.
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He who bridles the fury of the billows knows also to put a stop to the secret plans of the wicked. Submitting with respect to His holy will, I fear God, and have no other fear.
Jean Racine
Innocence has nothing to dread.
Jean Racine
I felt for my crime a just terror I looked on my life with hate, and my passion with horror.
Jean Racine
On the throne, one has many worries and remorse is the one that weighs the least.
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Small crimes always precedes great ones.
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Love is not a fire to be shut up in a soul. Everything betrays us: voice, silence, eyes half-covered fires burn all the brighter.
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The quarrels of lovers are the renewal of love.
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She wavers, she hesitates in one word — she is a woman.
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The faith that acts not, is it truly faith?
Jean Racine
The principal rule of art is to please and to move. All the other rules were created to achieve this first one.
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He who will travel far spares his steed.
Jean Racine
All is asleep: the army, the wind, and Neptune.
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