If ever anybody dedicated his whole life to the “enthusiasm for truth and justice” using this phrase in the good sense it was Diderot.
DENIS DIDEROTWhen superstition is allowed to perform the task of old age in dulling the human temperament, we can say goodbye to all excellence in poetry, in painting, and in music.
More Denis Diderot Quotes
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Philosophy is as far separated from impiety as religion is from fanaticism.
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All children are essentially criminal.
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The best doctor is the one you run to and can’t find.
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First move me, astonish me, break my heart, let me tremble, weep, stare, be enraged-only then regale my eyes.
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Evil always turns up in this world through some genius or other.
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Two qualities essential for the artist: moralityand perspective.
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The infant runs toward it with its eyes closed, the adult is stationary, the old man approaches it with his back turned.
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Wandering in a vast forest at night, I have only a faint light to guide me. A stranger appears and says to me: ‘My friend, you should blow out your candle in order to find your way more clearly.’ This stranger is a theologian.
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The possibility of divorce renders both marriage partners stricter in their observance of the duties they owe to each other. Divorces help to improve morals and to increase the population.
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I have only a small flickering light to guide me in the darkness of a thick forest. Up comes a theologian and blows it out.
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Only God and some few rare geniuses can keep forging ahead into novelty.
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To describe women, the pen should be dipped in the humid colors of the rainbow, and the paper dried with the dust gathered from the wings of a butterfly.
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Whether God exists or does not exist, He has come to rank among the most sublime and useless truths.
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And his hands would plait the priest’s entrails, For want of a rope, to strangle kings.
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Poetry needs something on the scale of the grand, the barbarous, the savage.
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