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You are my peace, my solace, my salvation.
Moliere
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Moliere
Age: 50 †
Born: 1622
Born: October 15
Died: 1673
Died: February 16
Dramaturge
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Theatrical Director
Paris
France
Jean-Baptiste Poquelin
Moliere
Jean-Baptiste Molière
Jean Baptiste Poquelin Molière
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I feed on good soup, not beautiful language.
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All the ills of mankind, all the tragic misfortunes that fill the history books, all the political blunders, all the failures of the great leaders have arisen merely from a lack of skill at dancing.
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Hypocrisy is a fashionable vice, and all fashionable vices pass for virtue.
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You think you can marry for your own pleasure, friend?
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The smallest errors are always the best. [Fr., Les plus courtes erreurs sont toujours les meilleures.]
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It is a strange enterprise to make respectable people laugh.
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Ah, there are no children nowadays.
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A husband is a plaster that cures all the ills of girlhood.
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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.
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Our minds need relaxation, and give way unless we mix with work a little play.
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If Claret is the king of natural wines, Burgundy is the queen.
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I live on good soup, not on fine words.
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In clothes as well as speech, the man of sense Will shun all these extremes that give offense, Dress unaffectedly, and, without haste, Follow the changes in the current taste.
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Things are only worth what you make them worth.
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Sometimes I feel something akin to rage At the corrupted morals of this age!
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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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The public scandal is what constitutes the offence: sins sinned in secret are no sins at all.
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We die only once, and for such a long time.
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All which is not prose is verse and all which is not verse is prose.
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A good husband be the best sort of plaster for to cure a young woman's ailments.
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