Jacques said that his master said that everything good or evil we encounter here below was written on high.
DENIS DIDEROTWhen one compares the talents one has with those of a Leibniz , one is tempted to throw away one’s books and go die quietly in the dark of some forgotten corner.
More Denis Diderot Quotes
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Only passions, great passions, can elevate the soul to great things.
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There is only one virtue, justice; only one duty, to be happy; only one corollary, not to overvalue life and not to fear death.
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Do you see this egg? With this you can topple every theological theory, every church or temple in the world.
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My friend, you should blow out your candle in order to find your way more clearly.
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My ideas are my whores.
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Genius 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.
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To prove the Gospels by a miracle is to prove an absurdity by something contrary to nature.
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There is less harm to be suffered in being mad among madmen than in being sane all by oneself.
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It is very important not to mistake hemlock for parsley, but to believe or not believe in God is not important at all.
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When one compares the talents one has with those of a Leibniz , one is tempted to throw away one’s books and go die quietly in the dark of some forgotten corner.
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Oh! how near are genius and madness! Men imprison them and chain them, or raise statues to them.
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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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Distance is a great promoter of admiration.
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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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Pithy sentences are like sharp nails which force truth upon our memory.
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