📖 Quote about nuire
Que ces vains ornements, que ces voiles me pèsent ! Quelle importune main, en formant tous ces nœuds, A pris soin sur mon front d'assembler mes cheveux ? Tout m'afflige et me nuit, et conspire à me nuire.
How heavy are these vain ornaments, how heavy are these veils! What importunate hand, by forming all these knots, Has taken care on my forehead to assemble my hair? Everything afflicts me and harms me, and conspires to harm me.
— Jean Racine La Ferté-Milon 1639-Paris 1699
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Phèdre, I, 3, Phèdre

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