Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux

1636 - 1711

A Quote by Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux on words

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Whate'er is well conceived is clearly said, And the words to say it flow with ease.

Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux (1636 - 1711)

Source: The Art of Poetry, 1674

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A Quote by Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux on age and good

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But satire, ever moral, ever new, Delights the reader and instructs him, too. She, if good sense refine her sterling page, Oft shakes some rooted folly of the age.

Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux (1636 - 1711)

Source: Satire

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A Quote by Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux on truth

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Nothing but truth is lovely, nothing fair.

Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux (1636 - 1711)

Source: Epistle 9

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A Quote by Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux on age, lies, sage, and wisdom

In spite of every sage whom Greece can show, Unerring wisdom never dwelt below; Folly in all of every age we see, The only difference lies in the degree.

Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux (1636 - 1711)

Source: Satire

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A Quote by Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux on satisfaction

Greatest fools are oft most satisfied.

Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux (1636 - 1711)

Source: Satire

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A Quote by Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux on happiness

Happy who in his verse can gently steer From grave to light, from pleasant to severe.

Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux (1636 - 1711)

Source: The Art of Poetry, 1674

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A Quote by Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux on earth

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Of all the creatures that creep, swim, or fly, Peopling the earth, the waters, and the sky, From Rome to Iceland, Paris to Japan, I really think the greatest fool is man.

Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux (1636 - 1711)

Source: Satire

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A Quote by Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux on heroism and life

If your descent is from heroic sires, Show in your life a remnant of their fires.

Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux (1636 - 1711)

Source: Satire

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A Quote by Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux on honor

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Honor is like an island, rugged and without a beach, once we have left it, we can never return.

Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux (1636 - 1711)

Source: Satire

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A Quote by Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux

The terrible burden of having nothing to do.

Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux (1636 - 1711)

Source: Epistle II

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