One must have a poetic soul and a geometric mind. Gⁿ is the [reverse] of this. He has the soul of a geometer and the flowery mind of a poet: [at] least he tries to have it. His character is stilted, his heart is […], and his reason through flowers... He has been accustomed to metaphors. [His] nature and his habits are in this respect in [perpetual] contradiction with one another.
[The] stupidities of goodness. Where do they come from? From making goodness [not only] a happiness, but an honor. They [come] from times, places, societies and families where goodness is [in] fashion. They come from the desire to love oneself, never from pure [love] of others.
“Poor animal, etc.” in an infirm and unhappy man [might] be only a feeling; in a healthy and occupied man, it is [only] a boast, pure ostentation or at least a trait of [exaggeration], either sincere or affected.
May […].
“Contemptible genius,” the great Bossuet said of Malebranche.
May […].
Death of the abbé Gallard: he has died, to be mourned!
(The day’s newspaper. Article M. B. May 11.) “Architecture... of all [the] arts the most friendly to order” ... “Accommodates itself neither to extreme greatness [nor] to extreme smallness.” That is because man is its measure. He creates [it] in his image, and everything too great or too small is no [longer] in proportion to him. “For my part (says Mr. Boutard), I find the [column] above fifty feet too high, and below ten [feet] too small.” In height, then, the smallest proportion for [the] column is double our stature, and the greatest tenfold. [That] is well for heights. But the lengths or [widths] of buildings, what is their proportion? where does pleasure end in [an] alignment of either the wings or the façade of a building? “The [gigantic] ill becomes it.” Too much lengthening, doubtless, does also.
Narrow reasoning. One must reason broadly. It is enough that [truth] be in the thought and in the sentence; it is not necessary [that] it be found exactly in every word. All the more because it is [good] for sound reasoning to have grace. Now grace is [incompatible] with overly rigid precision.
May […]2.
Skim the mind, skim it every day. This is easily done in Paris through conversation, and, like skimming a pot, through a kind of boiling that the company of people of wit is sure to produce. To skim the mind is to refine one’s taste.
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The Notebooks of Joseph Joubert, Volume II · Book Mode · Diotimos