Maxioms by Jean Baptiste Poquelin Moliere
But it is not reason that governs love.
[Fr., Mais la raison n'est pas ce qui regle l'amour.]
But it is not reason that governs love.
[Fr., Mais la raison n'est pas ce qui regle l'amour.]
A little inaccuracy sometimes saves a ton of explanation.
A little inaccuracy sometimes saves a ton of explanation.
There are fagots and fagots.
[Fr., Il y a fagots et fagots.]
There are fagots and fagots.
[Fr., Il y a fagots et fagots.]
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.]
