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.
DENIS DIDEROTI 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.
DENIS DIDEROTWhatever dressing one gives to mushrooms, to whatever sauces our Apiciuses put them, they are not really good but to be sent back to the dungheap where they are born.
DENIS DIDEROTDoes not vanity itself cease to be blamable, is it not even ennobled, when it is directed to laudable objects, when it confines itself to prompting us to great and generous actions?
DENIS DIDEROTAll children are essentially criminal.
DENIS DIDEROTThe 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.
DENIS DIDEROTThe general interest of the masses might take the place of the insight of genius if it were allowed freedom of action.
DENIS DIDEROTYou have to make it happen.
DENIS DIDEROTOh! how near are genius and madness! Men imprison them and chain them, or raise statues to them.
DENIS DIDEROTThe philosopher has never killed any priests, whereas the priest has killed a great many philosophers.
DENIS DIDEROTOnly God and some few rare geniuses can keep forging ahead into novelty.
DENIS DIDEROTDoes anyone really know where they’re going to?
DENIS DIDEROTShakespeare’s fault is not the greatest into which a poet may fall. It merely indicates a deficiency of taste.
DENIS DIDEROTGenius is present in every age, but the men carrying it within them remain benumbed unless extraordinary events occur to heat up and melt the mass so that it flows forth.
DENIS DIDEROTMy friend, you should blow out your candle in order to find your way more clearly.
DENIS DIDEROTI have only a small flickering light to guide me in the darkness of a thick forest. Up comes a theologian and blows it out.
DENIS DIDEROTOnly passions, great passions, can elevate the soul to great things.
DENIS DIDEROT