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What! Would You Make No Distinction Between Hypocrisy And Devotion? Would You Give Them The Same Names, And Respect The Mask As You Do The Face? Would You Equate Artifice And Sincerity? Confound Appearance With Truth? Regard The Phantom As The Very Person? Value Counterfeit As Cash?

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What! Would You Make No Distinction Between Hypocrisy And Devotion? Would You Give Them The Same Names, And Respect The Mask As You Do The Face? Would You Equate Artifice And Sincerity? Confound Appearance With Truth? Regard The Phantom As The Very Person? Value Counterfeit As Cash?

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I Live On Good Soup, Not On Fine Words.

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Each Day My Reason Tells Me So; But Reason Doesn't Rule In Love, You Know.

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Stay Awhile That We May Make An End The Sooner.

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I Recover My Property Wherever I Find It.

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I Always Do The First Line Well, But I Have Trouble Doing The Others.

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Malicious Tongues Spread Their Poison Abroad And Nothing Here Below Is Proof Against Them.

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Sometimes I Feel Something Akin To Rage At The Corrupted Morals Of This Age!

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The Less We Deserve Good Fortune, The More We Hope For It.

Unbroken Happiness Is A Bore: It Should Have Ups And Downs.

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The Greater The Obstacle, The More Glory In Overcoming It.

The Great Ambition Of Women Is To Inspire Love.

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Perfect Reason Avoids All Extremes.

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Age Brings About Everything; But It Is Not The Time, Madam, As We Know, To Be A Prude At Twenty.

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I Would Like To Be Like My Father And All The Rest Of My Ancestors Who Never Married.

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I Feed On Good Soup, Not Beautiful Language.

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The Road Is Long Fro The Project To Its Completion.

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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.

Books And Marriage Go Ill Together.

Perfect Good Sense Shuns All Extremity, Content To Couple Wisdom With Sobriety.

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One Ought To Look A Good Deal At Oneself Before Thinking Of Condemning Others.

Writing Is Like Prostitution. First You Do It For Love, And Then For A Few Close Friends, And Then For Money.

Isn't The Greatest Rule Of All The Rules Simply To Please?

It Is A Fine Seasoning For Joy To Think Of Those We Love.

The More We Love Our Friends, The Less We Flatter Them; It Is By Excusing Nothing That Pure Love Shows Itself.

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.

There Is No Praise To Bear The Sort That You Put In Your Pocket.

A Lover Tries To Stand In Well With The Pet Dog Of The House.

He Who Follows His Lessons Tastes A Profound Peace, And Looks Upon Everybody As A Bunch Of Manure.

You Are My Peace, My Solace, My Salvation.

Human Weakness Is To Desire To Know What One Does Not Want To Know.

Although I Am A Pious Man, I Am Not The Less A Man.

The Smallest Errors Are Always The Best.

To Live Without Loving Is Not Really To Live.

He Must Have Killed A Lot Of Men To Have Made So Much Money.

Man, I Can Assure You, Is A Nasty Creature.

I Hate All Men, The Ones Because They Are Mean And Vicious, And The Others For Being Complaisant With The Vicious Ones.

The Most Effective Way Of Attacking Vice Is To Expose It To Public Ridicule. People Can Put Up With Rebukes But They Cannot Bear Being Laughed At: They Are Prepared To Be Wicked But They Dislike Appearing Ridiculous.

I Believe That Two And Two Are Four And That Four And Four Are Eight.

In Order To Prove A Friend To One's Guests, Frugality Must Reign In One's Meals; And, According To An Ancient Saying, One Must Eat To Live, Not Live To Eat.

Grammar, Which Knows How To Control Even Kings.

Ah, There Are No Children Nowadays.

You Are A Fool In Four Letters, My Son.

People Don't Mind Being Mean; But They Never Want To Be Ridiculous.

Nearly All Men Die Of Their Medicines, Not Of Their Diseases.

Everyone Has A Right To His Own Course Of Action.

You Never See The Old Austerity That Was The Essence Of Civility; Young People Hereabouts, Unbridled, Now Just Want.

The Envious Will Die, But Envy Never. [fr., Les Envieux Mourront, Mais Non Jamais L'envie.]

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To Create A Public Scandal Is What's Wicked; To Sin In Private Is Not A Sin.

When There Is Enough To Eat For Eight, There Is Plenty For Ten.

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Perfect Reason Flees All Extremity, And Leads One To Be Wise With Sobriety.

Ah, There Are No Longer Any Children!

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Unreasonable Haste Is The Direct Road To Error.

There Is Nothing So Necessary For Men As Dancing.

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The More Powerful The Obstacle, The More Glory We Have In Overcoming It; And The Difficulties With Which We Are Met Are The Maids Of Honor Which Set Off Virtue.

One Should Eat To Live, Not Live To Eat.

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