Moliere Quotes - Page 3

It is the public scandal that offends; to sin in secret is no sin at all.

The secret to fencing consists in two things: to give and to not receive.

To inspire love is a woman's greatest ambition, believe me. It's the one thing woman care about and there's no woman so proud that she does not rejoice at heart in her conquests.

The proof of true love is to be unsparing in criticism.

There is no fate more distressing for an artist than to have to show himself off before fools, to see his work exposed to the criticism of the vulgar and ignorant.

He must have killed a lot of men to have made so much money.

Doubts are more cruel than the worst of truths. It is not only for what we do that we are held responsible, but also for what we do not do. A lover whose passion is extreme loves even the faults of the beloved

In society one needs a flexible virtue; too much goodness can be blamable.

Deference and intimacy live far apart.

At least it's better to be married than to be dead.

unbroken happiness is a bore: it should have ups and downs.

Reason is not what decides love.

There is something inexpressibly charming in falling in love and, surely, the whole pleasure lies in the fact that love isn't lasting.

You only die once, but you will be dead for a very long time.

The art of flatterers is to take advantage of the foibles of the great, to foster their errors, and never to give advice which may annoy.

If everyone were clothed with integrity, if every heart were just, frank, kindly, the other virtues would be well-nigh useless.

Words and deeds are far from being one. Much that is talked about is left undone.

They [zealots] would have everybody be as blind as themselves: to them, to be clear-sighted is libertinism.

How easy love makes fools of us.

People of quality know everything without ever having learned anything.

Without dance, a man can do nothing.

There is nothing so necessary for men as dancing.

If you make yourself understood, you're always speaking well.

Innocence is not accustomed to blush.

The genuine Amphitryon is the Amphitryon with whom we dine.