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More Quotes by Jean Racine
Without money honor is merely a disease.
My only hope lies in my despair.
I will die if I lose you, but I will die if I wait longer.
I embrace my rival, but only to strangle him.
There are no secrets that time does not reveal.
Felicity is in possession, happiness in anticipation.
The quarrels of lovers are the renewal of love.
Do you think you can be righteous and holy with impunity?
Crime, like virtue, has its degrees.
I can hear those glances that you think are silent.
