THE MEMOIRS OF MADAME DE MONTESPAN



By Madame de Montespan





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Madame de Valliere






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Madame de Maintenon






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Moliere

All the death-in-life of a convent



Always sold at a loss which must be

sold at a given moment



Ambition puts a thick bandage over the

eyes



And then he would go off, laughing in

his sleeve



Armed with beauty and sarcasm



Cannot reconcile themselves to what

exists



Conduct of the sort which cements and

revives attachments



Console me on the morrow for what had

troubled me to-day



Cuddlings and caresses of decrepitude



Depicting other figures she really

portrays her own



Domestics included two nurses, a

waiting-maid, a physician



Extravagant, without the means to be so



Grow like a dilapidated house; I am

only here to repair myself



Happy with him as a woman who takes her

husband's place can be



Hate me, but fear me



He contradicted me about trifles



He was not fool enough for his place



I myself being the first to make merry

at it (my plainness)



In the great world, a vague promise is

the same as a refusal



In Rome justice and religion always

rank second to politics



In ill-assorted unions, good sense or

good nature must intervene



In England a man is the absolute

proprietor of his wife



Intimacy, once broken, cannot be

renewed



It is easier to offend me than to

deceive me



Jealous without motive, and almost

without love



Kings only desire to be obeyed when

they command



Knew how to point the Bastille cannon

at the troops of the King



Laws will only be as so many black

lines on white paper



Love-affair between Mademoiselle de la

Valliere and the King



Madame de Sevigne



Madame de Montespan had died of an

attack of coquetry



Not show it off was as if one only

possessed a kennel



Permissible neither to applaud nor to

hiss



Poetry without rhapsody



Present princes and let those be

scandalised who will!



Respectful without servility



Satire without bitterness



Says all that he means, and resolutely

means all that he can say



She awaits your replies without

interruption



Situations in life where we are

condemned to see evil done



Talent without artifice



That Which Often It is Best to Ignore



The King replied that "too much was too

much"



The monarch suddenly enough rejuvenated

his attire



The pulpit is in want of comedians;

they work wonders there



Then comes discouragement; after that,

habit



There is an exaggeration in your sorrow



These liars in surplice, in black

cassock, or in purple



Time, the irresistible healer



Trust not in kings



Violent passion had changed to mere

friendship



Weeping just as if princes had not got

to die like anybody else



Went so far as to shed tears, his most

difficult feat of all



What they need is abstinence,

prohibitions, thwartings



When women rule their reign is always

stormy and troublous



When one has seen him, everything is

excusable



When one has been pretty, one imagines

that one is still so



Wife: property or of furniture, useful

to his house



Wish you had the generosity to show,

now and again, less wit



Women who misconduct themselves are

pitiless and severe



Won for himself a great name and great

wealth by words



Would you like to be a cardinal?  I can

manage that



You know, madame, that he generally

gets everything he wants



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