“Jealousy lives upon suspicion; and it turns into a fury or ends as soon as it passes from suspicion to certainty.”

La jalousie se nourrit dans les doutes, et elle devient fureur, ou elle finit, sitôt qu'on passe du doute à la certitude.
Maxim 32.
Reflections; or Sentences and Moral Maxims (1665–1678)

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La jalousie se nourrit dans les doutes, et elle devient fureur, ou elle finit, sitôt qu'on passe du doute à la certitude.

Reflections; or Sentences and Moral Maxims (1665–1678)

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French author of maxims and memoirs 1613–1680

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