The wisest among us is very lucky never to have met the woman, be she beautiful or ugly, intelligent or stupid, who could drive him crazy enough to be fit to be put into an asylum.
DENIS DIDEROTSkepticism is the first step on the road to philosophy.
More Denis Diderot Quotes
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If you want me to believe in God, you must make me touch him.
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At an early age I sucked up the milk of Homer, Virgil, Horace, Terence, Anacreon, Plato and Euripides, diluted with that of Moses and the prophets.
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The philosopher has never killed any priests, whereas the priest has killed a great many philosophers.
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Anyone who takes it upon himself, on his private authority, to break a bad law, thereby authorizes everyone else to break the good ones.
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Disturbances in society are never more fearful than when those who are stirring up the trouble can use the pretext of religion to mask their true designs.
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Time, matter, space – all, it may be, are no more than a point.
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Bad company is as instructive as licentiousness. One makes up for the loss of one’s innocence with the loss of one’s prejudices.
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I discuss with myself questions of politics, love, taste, or philosophy. I let my mind rove wantonly, give it free rein to followany idea, wise or mad that may present itself. My ideas are my harlots.
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Posterity for the philosopher is what the other world is for the religious man.
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It is not human nature we should accuse but the despicable conventions that pervert it.
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The general interest of the masses might take the place of the insight of genius if it were allowed freedom of action.
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First of all move me, surprise me, rend my heart; make me tremble, weep, shudder; outrage me; delight my eyes afterwards if you can.
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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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I feel, I think, I judge; therefore, a part of organized matter like me is capable of feeling, thinking, and judging.
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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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