There is no pleasure to me without communication: there is not so much as a sprightly thought comes into my mind that it does not grieve me to have produced alone, and that I have no one to tell it to.
MICHEL DE MONTAIGNEI quote others only in order the better to express myself.
More Michel de Montaigne Quotes
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If you don’t know how to die, don’t worry; Nature will tell you what to do on the spot, fully and adequately.
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A wise man never loses anything, if he has himself.
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There is no desire more natural than the desire for knowledge.
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Let us not be ashamed to speak what we shame not to think.
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We are Christians by the same title as we are natives of Perigord or Germany.
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I set forth a humble and inglorious life; that does not matter. You can tie up all moral philosophy with a common and private life just as well as with a life of richer stuff. Each man bears the entire form of man’s estate.
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A good marriage would be between a blind wife and a deaf husband.
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It is the mind that maketh good or ill, That maketh wretch or happy, rich or poor.
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Nothing fixes a thing so intensely in the memory as the wish to forget it.
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Fortune, seeing that she could not make fools wise, has made them lucky.
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Even from their infancy we frame them to the sports of love: their instruction, behavior, attire, grace, learning and all their words azimuth only at love, respects only affection. Their nurses and their keepers imprint no other thing in them.
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If there is such a thing as a good marriage, it is because it resembles friendship rather than love.
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Lend yourself to others, but give yourself to yourself.
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He who establishes his argument by noise and command shows that his reason is weak.
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Once conform, once do what others do because they do it, and a kind of lethargy steals over all the finer senses of the soul.
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