My fair one, let us swear an eternal friendship.
Jean Baptiste Moliere (1622 - 1673)
Source: Le Bourgeois Gentilhomme, 1670, act IV, sc. i
Contributed by: Zaady
Fear less, hope more; Whine less, breathe more; Talk less, say more; Hate less, love more; And all good things are yours.
You are a fool in four letters, my son.
Source: Tartuffe, 11664, act I, sc. i
It is not only for what we do that we are held responsible, but also for what we do not do.
To pull the chestnuts out of the fire with the cat's paw. Proverb in many languages.
Source: L'Étourdi, 1655, act III, sc. vi
Ah, there are no longer any children!
Source: Le Malade Imaginaire, 1673, act II, sc. xi
Cover that bosom that I must not see: souls are wounded by such things.
Source: Tartuffe, 11664, act III, sc. ii
Then worms shall try That long preserved virginity, And your quaint honor turn to dust, And into ashes all my lust. The grave's a fine and private place But none, I think, do there embrace.
We die only once, and for such a long time!
Source: Le Dépit Amoureux, 1656, act V, sc. iii
Doubts are more cruel than the worst of truths.
Source: Le Misanthrope, 1666, act III, sc. uii
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