Folk whose own behavior is most ridiculous are always to the fore in slandering others.
People of quality know everything without ever having learned anything.
New-born desires, after all, have inexplicable charms, and all the pleasure of love is in variety.
The trees that are slow to grow bear the best fruit.
Betrayed and wronged in everything, I’ll flee this bitter world where vice is king, And seek some spot unpeopled and apart Where I’ll be free to have an honest heart. - Molière, The Misanthrope
Long is the road from conception to completion.