Four varieties in society: lovers, the ambitious, observers, and fools. The fools are the happiest.
The more I study the things of the mind the more mathematical I find them. In them as in mathematics it is a question of quantities; they must be tre… - Hippolyte Taine
The more I study the things of the mind the more mathematical I find them. In them as in mathematics it is a question of quantities; they must be tre…
- Hippolyte Taine
The search for causes must come after the collection of facts. - Hippolyte Taine
The search for causes must come after the collection of facts.
Change a virtue in its circumstances find it becomes a vice; change a vice in its circumstances, and it becomes a virtue. Regard the same quality fro… - Hippolyte Taine
Change a virtue in its circumstances find it becomes a vice; change a vice in its circumstances, and it becomes a virtue. Regard the same quality fro…
To have a true idea of man or of life, one must have stood himself on the brink of suicide, or on the door-sill of insanity, at least once. - Hippolyte Taine
To have a true idea of man or of life, one must have stood himself on the brink of suicide, or on the door-sill of insanity, at least once.
Four varieties in society: lovers, the ambitious, observers, and fools. The fools are the happiest. - Hippolyte Taine
Amid this vast and overwhelming space and in these boundless solar archipelagoes, how small is our own sphere, and the earth, what a grain of sand! - Hippolyte Taine
Amid this vast and overwhelming space and in these boundless solar archipelagoes, how small is our own sphere, and the earth, what a grain of sand!
A fixed idea is like the iron rod which sculptors put in their statues. It impales and sustains. - Hippolyte Taine
A fixed idea is like the iron rod which sculptors put in their statues. It impales and sustains.
There are four types of men in the world: lovers, opportunists, lookers-on, and imbeciles. The happiest are the imbeciles. - Hippolyte Taine
There are four types of men in the world: lovers, opportunists, lookers-on, and imbeciles. The happiest are the imbeciles.
We study ourselves three weeks, we love each other three months, we squabble three years, we tolerate each other thirty years, and then the children … - Hippolyte Taine
We study ourselves three weeks, we love each other three months, we squabble three years, we tolerate each other thirty years, and then the children …
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