Jean Baptiste Poquelin Moliere

The republic of letters.
[Fr., La republique des lettres.]

The republic of letters.
[Fr., La republique des lettres.]

Too great haste leads us to error.
[Fr., Le trop de promptitude a l'erreur nous expose.]

Too great haste leads us to error.
[Fr., Le trop de promptitude a l'erreur nous expose.]

He who establishes his argument by noise and command shows that
his reason is weak.

He who establishes his argument by noise and command shows that
his reason is weak.

Innocence is not accustomed to blush.
[Fr., L'innocence a rougir n'est point accoutumee.]

Innocence is not accustomed to blush.
[Fr., L'innocence a rougir n'est point accoutumee.]

Heaven forbids, it is true, certain gratifications, but there are
ways and means of compounding such matters.

Heaven forbids, it is true, certain gratifications, but there are
ways and means of compounding such matters.