Moliere

We always speak well when we manage to be understood.

To live without loving is not really to live.

Without knowledge, life is no more than the shadow of death

I might, by chance, write something just as shoddy; But then I wouldn't show it to everybody.

Each day my reason tells me so; But reason doesn't rule in love, you know.

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

The world, dear Agnes, is a strange affair.

Man, I can assure you, is a nasty creature.