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Luc de Clapiers, marquis de Vauvenargues

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Until we find the secret of making minds sounder, all the steps that may be taken in truth will not prevent men from reasoning falsely; and the further we try to push them beyond common notions, the more we will put them in danger of being mistaken.

I take nothing away from the illustrious Racine, the wisest and most eloquent of poets, for not having treated many things that he would have embellished, content to have shown in a single genre the richness and sublimity of his mind; but I feel bound to respect a genius bold and fertile, lofty, penetrating, fluent, full of strength, tireless; as ingenious and as charming in works meant purely to please as he is true and moving in the others; of a vast imagination, which has swiftly embraced and penetrated the whole economy of human affairs; whom neither the abstract sciences, nor the arts, nor politics, nor the customs of peoples, nor their opinions, nor their history, nor even their languages have been able to escape; renowned, on emerging from childhood, for the grandeur and the force of his poetry, rich in thought, and soon afterwards for the charm and the original character of his prose, full of reason and always concise; a philosopher and sublime painter, who has brilliantly sown through his writings all that is great in the human mind; who has portrayed the passions with strokes of fire and light, and made them speak on our stages with as much tenderness as vehemence; skilled, through the extreme breadth of his genius, at imitating the character and capturing the spirit of the good works of every nation, yet as a rule imitating nothing without embellishing it; dazzling even in the faults that people have thought they saw in his writings, and such that, despite the defects inevitable with qualities so rare, and despite the efforts of criticism, he has kept his friends and his enemies unceasingly occupied with the labors of his nights, and from his youth carried abroad the renown of his country and the glory of our letters, all of whose boundaries he has pushed back.

It is permissible to regret life when one regrets it for its own sake, and not out of timidity before death.

We must admit that there are unavoidable evils: thus a man is put to death to the sound of drums and trumpets to prevent desertion in the armies, and this barbarity is necessary.

Soldiers march against the enemy as Capuchins go to matins. It is neither the interests of the war nor love of glory or country that animates our armies today; it is the drum that leads them out and brings them back, as the bell makes the monks rise and go to bed. Men still become monks out of devotion and soldiers out of dissipation; but afterward they hardly perform their duties except from necessity or habit.

Little men should be put in little posts; they work at them with flair and with pride; far from despising their subordinate duties, they take pride in them. There are some who love to have straw distributed, to put a soldier in prison for not tying his cravat properly, or to deal out blows of the cane at drill; they are arrogant, self-satisfied, haughty, and quite content with their little post; a man of greater merit would feel humiliated by what makes their joy, and might perhaps neglect his duty.

Teach a prince to be sober, chaste, pious, and generous, and you do much for him, but little for his state; you do not teach him to be a king; to teach him to love his people and his glory is to inspire in him all the virtues at once.

The best way to bring up princes would be, I think, to acquaint them familiarly with a great number of men of every character and every station; their usual misfortune is not to know their people. Everyone around them is always masked, once they are masters; they see many subjects, but they see no men. Hence the bad choice of favorites and ministers, which tarnishes the glory of princes and ruins their peoples.