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A benefit cited by way of reproach is equivalent to an injury.
Nothing is so difficult but that it may be found out by seeking.
What does it matter if, by chance, a little vile blood be spilled?
The heart that can no longer love passionately must with fury hate.
Disagreeable suspicions are usually the fruits of a second marriage.
It behooves a prudent person to make trial of everything before arms.
Do not they bring it to pass by knowing that they know nothing at all?
To save our imperiled honor everything must be sacrificed, even virtue.
The feeling of mistrust is always the last which a great mind acquires.
When I'm carried away, isn't it clear that my heart contradicts my mouth?
Great crimes come never singly; they are linked To sins that went before.
It is a maxim of old that among themselves all things are common to friends.
If I could believe that this was said sincerely, I could put up with anything.
I loved you when you were unfaithful; what would I have done if you were true?
Ainsi que la vertu, le crime a ses degre s. Crime, like virtue, has its degrees.
Henceforth the majesty of God revere;Fear Him, and you have nothing else to fear.
Pain is unjust, and all the arguments That cannot soothe it only rouse suspicion.
On the throne, one has many worries; and remorse is the one that weighs the least.
By dying I wanted to maintain my honor, and hide a flame so black from the daylight!
Hell, covering all with its gloomy vapors, has cast shadows on even the holiest eyes.
I am a man, and nothing that concerns a man do I deem a matter of indifference to me.
Many a time a man cannot be such as he would be, if circumstances do not admit of it.
There is nothing so easy but that it becomes difficult when you do it with reluctance.
Behind a veil, unseen yet present, I was the forceful soul that moved this mighty body.
A noble heart cannot suspect in others the pettiness and malice that it has never felt.
Sir, that much prudence calls for too much worry; I cannot foresee misfortunes so far away.
My death, taking the light from my eyes, gives back to the day the purity which they soiled.
I felt for my crime a just terror; I looked on my life with hate, and my passion with horror.
It's no longer a warmth hidden in my veins: it's Venus entire and whole fastening on her prey.
Me, rule? Me, place the State under my law, when my feeble reason no longer rules even myself!
The glory of my name increases my shame. Less known by mortals, I could better escape their eyes.
I have everything, yet have nothing; and although I possess nothing, still of nothing am I in want.
Have there ever been more submissive slaves? Adoring, even in their irons, the God who punishes them.
Vice, like virtue, Grows in small steps, and no true innocence Can ever fall at once to deepest guilt.
And forever goodbye! Forever! Oh, Sir, can you imagine how dreadful this cruel word sounds when one loves?
You who love wild passions, flee the holy austerity of my pleasures. All here breathes of God, peace and truth.
The principal rule of art is to please and to move. All the other rules were created to achieve this first one.
Les te moins sont fort chers, et n'en a pas qui veut. Witnesses are expensive and not everyone can afford them.
Crime like virtue has its degrees; and timid innocence was never known to blossom suddenly into extreme license.
Small crimes always precede great ones. Never have we seen timid innocence pass suddenly to extreme licentiousness.
Love is not a fire to be shut up in a soul. Everything betrays us: voice, silence, eyes; half-covered fires burn all the brighter.
I know the disposition of women: when you will, they won't; when you won't, they set their hearts upon you of their own inclination.
A tragedy need not have blood and death; it's enough that it all be filled with that majestic sadness that is the pleasure of tragedy.
When will the veil be lifted that casts so black a night over the universe? God of Israel, lift at last the gloom: For how long will you be hidden?
He who bridles the fury of the billows knows also to put a stop to the secret plans of the wicked. Submitting with respect to His holy will, I fear God, and have no other fear.
He who ruleth the raging of the sea, knows also how to check the designs of the ungodly. I submit myself with reverence to His Holy Will. O Abner, I fear my God, and I fear none but Him.
Small crimes always precede great crimes. Whoever has been able to transgress the limits set by law may afterwards violate the most sacred rights; crime, like virtue, has its degrees, and never have we seen timid innocence pass suddenly to extreme licentiousness.
How admirable and beautiful is the simplicity of the Evangelists! They never speak injuriously of the enemies of Jesus Christ, of His judges, nor of His executioners. They report the facts without a single reflection. They comment neither on their Master's mildness when He was smitten, nor on His constancy in the hour of His ignominious death, which they thus describe: "And they crucified Jesus.