“Warned by these white hairs” (Bossuet). White hairs warn us.
January 2.
And from the water’s surface he raised his calm head. (Virgil.) That is the model one must depict in quarrels.
Their lack of literary criticism came from their lack of [mistrust]. Good faith prolonged this kind of ignorance and, if a [virtue] is worth more than a piece of knowledge, the human race of those [half]-barbarous times was better in this respect than the human race of [today].
January […].
— rubbed with that garlic —
We have too much of a habit and too great a facility for abstractions. That is [why] there is so little gold in our books and in our style. Our [mind] pays itself with words that have an agreed value but no [solidity] — a kind of paper money.
[…]imanche, January 9.
Of what is theatrical in life, in speeches, in actions, in thoughts.
And if we were only a spectacle for the gods, still our trust in them, our vows, our prayers, our hope would be fit to please them. They would love us for these pious illusions; and if these illusions were, moreover, to be disappointed, they would be no less the charm best suited to make our life happy.
This is beautiful because it is onstage, in a pose. Didactically, it would be worth nothing. It would doubtless be worth nothing on a page of politics or morals; but on a page of history it is beautiful. It is beautiful, too, because it paints, and not because it illuminates. It is beautiful because it makes man known, and not because it clarifies the question. Finally, it is not beautiful for its reasoning and reason, but it is beautiful for its truth.
Behind my weakness there is strength (the weakness is in the instrument). Behind your strength there is weakness (this weakness is in the heart, in the reason, in too little frank goodwill).
Of what, in life and in actions, is beautiful theatrically and dramatically without being beautiful morally, logically, physically. Or Of what is beautiful because it paints and not because it pleases in itself.
These books [whose] thoughts and restrained style [have] on the mind the good effect that a calm face has on our eyes and our moods.
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The Notebooks of Joseph Joubert, Volume II · Book Mode · Diotimos