Englishmen have always loved Moliere.
There is something dark and wintry about the atmosphere of the later Middle Ages.
Perhaps the best test of a man's intelligence is his capacity for making a summary.
A writer’s promise is like a tiger’s smile
The genius of the French language, descended from its single Latin stock, has triumphed most in the contrary direction - in simplicity, in unity, in clarity, and in restraint.
The amateur is very rare in French literature - as rare as he is common in our own.