Montaigne: The Essays

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G. P. Putnam's Sons, 1907 - 364 strán (strany)
Michel Eyquem de Montaigne's "Essays" were first published in 1580. In the depth and breadth of subject matter addressed, Socrates dictum appears to provide the guiding principle: "the unexamined life is not worth living." Seldom has a life been examined more thoroughly than that of Montaigne, who famously 'retired' from public life at 38, spending the next ten years sequestered in his library of some 1,500 works - engaged by the passion that came before all other occupations--reading and writing. The wide range of questions, chiefly investigating the reality of the human condition, presents a guide to the quest of self, the well-lived life, and independence of mind. The book presents extracts from Montaigne's "Essays" of shorter length, given the moderate compass of the volume. It introduces the English speaking reader to the inimitable essayist, in hope it will provoke further and deeper reading of this timeless author's work.
 

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Strana 72 - tis not to come ; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come ; the readiness is all ; since no man has aught of what he leaves, what is't to leave betimes?
Strana 224 - ... quo didicisse, nisi hoc fermentum et quae semel intus innata est rupto iecore exierit caprificus?' 25 en pallor seniumque! o mores, usque adeone scire tuum nihil est nisi te scire hoc sciat alter? 'at pulchrum est digito monstrari et dicier "hic est." ten cirratorum centum dictata fuisse pro nihilo pendes?
Strana xlv - READER, loe here a well-meaning Booke. It doth at the first entrance forewarne thee, that in contriving the same, I have proposed unto my selfe no other than a familiar and private end : I have no respect or consideration at all, either to thy service, or to my glory : my forces are not capable of any such desseigne.
Strana 219 - It is high time to shake off societie, since we can bring nothing to it. And he that cannot lend, let him take heed of borrowing. Our forces faile us : retire we them, and shut them up into our selves.
Strana 60 - I am now by meanes of the mercy of God in such a taking, that without regret or grieving at any worldly matter, I am prepared to dislodge, whensoever he shall please to call me: I am every where free: my farewell is soone taken of all my friends, except of my selfe.
Strana 188 - I feele it cannot be expressed, but by answering; Because it was he, because it was my selfe. There is beyond all my discourse, and besides what I can particularly report of it, I know not what inexplicable and fatall power, a meane and Mediatrix of this indissoluble union.
Strana 139 - But, withal, let my governor remember to what end his instructions are principally directed, and that he do not so much imprint in his pupil's memory the date of the ruin of Carthage, as the manners of Hannibal and Scipio; nor so much where Marcellus died, as why it was unworthy of his duty that he died there.
Strana 232 - ... the diversitie of opinions, which we have of those things, doth evidently shew, that but by composition they never enter into us. Some one peradventure doth lodge them in him-selfe, as they are in essence, but a thousand others give them a new being, and a contrarie. We accompt of death, of povertie, and of sorrow, as of our chiefest parts.
Strana xlv - For if my fortune had beene to have lived among those nations, which yet are said to live under the sweet liberty of Natures first and uncorrupted lawes, I assure thee, I would most willingly have pourtrayed my selfe fully and naked. Thus gentle Reader my selfe am the groundworke of my booke: It is then no reason thou shouldest employ thy time about so frivolous and vaine a Subject.
Strana 218 - This man whom about midnight, when others take their rest, thou seest come out of his study meagre-looking, with eyes-trilling, flegmatike, squalide, and spauling, doest thou thinke, that plodding on his books he doth seek how he shall become an honester man ; or more wise, or more content ? There is no such matter. He wil either die in his pursuit, or teach posteritie the measure of Plautus verses, and the true Orthography of a Latine word.

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