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.

Quote by Jean Racine

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Hell, covering all with its gloomy vapors, has cast shadows on even the holiest eyes.

Hell, covering all with its gloomy vapors, has cast shadows on even the holiest eyes.

Without money honor is merely a disease.

Without money honor is merely a disease.

I embrace my rival, but only to strangle him.

I embrace my rival, but only to strangle him.

There are no secrets that time does not reveal.

There are no secrets that time does not reveal.

Justice in the extreme is often unjust.

Justice in the extreme is often unjust.

A tragedy need not have blood and death; it's enough that it all be filled...

A tragedy need not have blood and death; it's enough that it all be filled...

Nothing is so difficult but that it may be found out by seeking.

Nothing is so difficult but that it may be found out by seeking.

Many a time a man cannot be such as he would be, if circumstances do...

Many a time a man cannot be such as he would be, if circumstances do...

If I could believe that this was said sincerely, I could put up with anything.

If I could believe that this was said sincerely, I could put up with anything.

There is nothing so easy but that it becomes difficult when you do it with...

There is nothing so easy but that it becomes difficult when you do it with...

I have everything, yet have nothing; and although I possess nothing, still of nothing am...

I have everything, yet have nothing; and although I possess nothing, still of nothing am...

On the throne, one has many worries; and remorse is the one that weighs the...

On the throne, one has many worries; and remorse is the one that weighs the...

Do not they bring it to pass by knowing that they know nothing at all?

Do not they bring it to pass by knowing that they know nothing at all?

It behooves a prudent person to make trial of everything before arms.

It behooves a prudent person to make trial of everything before arms.

How good is God! How sweet his yoke!

How good is God! How sweet his yoke!

The principal rule of art is to please and to move. All the other rules...

The principal rule of art is to please and to move. All the other rules...

Thank the Gods! My misery exceeds all my hopes!

Thank the Gods! My misery exceeds all my hopes!

It is a maxim of old that among themselves all things are common to friends.

It is a maxim of old that among themselves all things are common to friends.

Too much virtue can be criminal.

Too much virtue can be criminal.

According as the man is, so must you humour him.

According as the man is, so must you humour him.