One cannot but mistrust a prospect of felicity: one must enjoy it before one can believe in it.
MoliereAnd with his arms crossed he looks pityingly down from his spiritual height on everything that anyone says.
MoliereOne cannot but mistrust a prospect of felicity: one must enjoy it before one can believe in it.
MoliereAnd with his arms crossed he looks pityingly down from his spiritual height on everything that anyone says.
Moliere