Alfred de Vigny Quotes | Quotes by Alfred de Vigny
1I have a private theory, Sir, that there are no heroes and no monsters in this world. Only children should be allowed to use these words
2Silence alone is great; all else is feebleness . . . Perform with all your heart your long and heavy task. . . . Then as do I, say naught, but suffer and die.
3History is a novel for which the people is the author.
4The existence of the soldier, next to capital punishment, is the most grievous vestige of barbarism which survives among men.
5Of what use is the memory of facts, if not to serve as an example of good or of evil?
6Do you know that charming part of our country which has been called the garden of France - that spot where, amid verdant plains watered by wide streams, one inhales the purest air of heaven?
7On the day when man told the story of his life to man, history was born.
8I love the majesty of human suffering.
9The loveliest Muse in the world does not feed her owner; these girls make fine mistresses but terrible wives
10Oh, I have a habit of letting myself be lectured on the things I know best. I like to see if they are understood in the same way I understand; for there are many ways of knowing the same thing
11What is a great life but a youthful intention carried out in maturity?
12No writer, no matter how gifted, immortalizes himself unless he has crystallized into expressive and original phrase the eternal sentiments and yearnings of the human heart.
13Do you not see with your own eyes the chrysalis fact assume by degrees the wings of fiction?
14Of what use were the arts if they were only the reproduction and the imitation of life?
15France, for example, loves at the same time history and the drama, because the one explores the vast destinies of humanity, and the other the individual lot of man.
16An army is a nation within a nation, it is one of the vices of courage.
17One might almost reckon mathematically that, having undergone the double composition of public opinion and of the author, their history reaches us at third hand and is thus separated by two stages from the original fact.
18The true God, the mighty God, is the God of ideas.
19Of late years (perhaps as a result of our political changes) art has borrowed from history more than ever.
20Doubt is the freedom of thought. Any claim to truth can be doubted.
21The study of social progress is to-day not less needed in literature than is the analysis of the human heart. We live in an age of universal investigation, and of exploration of the sources of all movements. France, for example, loves at the same time history and the drama, because the one explores the vast destinies of humanity, and the other the individual lot of man. These embrace the whole of life. But it is the province of religion, of philosophy, of pure poetry only, to go beyond life, beyond time, into eternity.
22Invisible is real. Souls have their own world.
23From this, without doubt, sprang the fable. Man created it thus, because it was not given him to see more than himself and nature, which surrounds him; but he created it true with a truth all its own.
24Every man has seen the wall that limits his mind.
25The human mind, I believe, cares for the True only in the general character of an epoch.
26What is a great life? It is the dreams of youth realised in old age.
27What is the use of theorizing as to wherein lies the charm that moves us?
28Fainthearted animals move about in herds. The lion walks alone in the desert. Let the poet always walk thus.
29Hope is the greatest madness. What can we expect of a world that we enter with the assurance of seeing our fathers and mothers die? A world where, if two beings love each other and give their lives to each other, both can be sure that one will watch the other perish?
30I admit that I myself am far from having a complete command of every topic I touch on, but my knowledge of my subject is always greater than the interest or the understanding of my auditors. You see, there is one very good thing about mankind; the mediocre masses make very few demands of the mediocrities of a higher order, submitting stupidly and cheerfully to their guidance
31We shall find in our troubled hearts, where discord reigns, two needs which seem at variance, but which merge, as I think, in a common source - the love of the true, and the love of the fabulous.
32The events I sought were never as great as I needed them to be.
33What is a great life if not a youthful idea executed by a man of mature years.
34The acts of the human race on the world's stage have doubtless a coherent unity, but the meaning of the vast tragedy enacted will be visible only to the eye of God, until the end, which will reveal it perhaps to the last man.
35The study of social progress is to-day not less needed in literature than is the analysis of the human heart.
36Honour is manly decency. The shame of being found wanting in it means everything to us. Is this, then, the indefinable, the sacred thing?
37Just as we descend into our consciences to judge of actions which our minds can not weigh, can we not also search in ourselves for the feeling which gives birth to forms of thought, always vague and cloudy?
38What it values most of all is the sum total of events and the advance of civilization, which carries individuals along with it; but, indifferent to details, it cares less to have them real than noble or, rather, grand and complete.
39Only silence is great; all else is weakness.
40The first among mankind will always be those who make something imperishable out of a sheet of paper, a canvas, a piece of marble, or a few sounds
41I think, then, that man, after having satisfied his first longing for facts, wanted something fuller - some grouping, some adaptation to his capacity and experience, of the links of this vast chain of events which his sight could not take in.
42We live in an age of universal investigation, and of exploration of the sources of all movements.
43But it is the province of religion, of philosophy, of pure poetry only, to go beyond life, beyond time, into eternity.
44To hold power has always meant to manipulate idiots and circumstances; and those circumstances and those idiots, tossed together, bring about those coincidences to which even the greatest men confess they owe most of their fame
45Perform your long and heavy task with energy, treading the path to which Fate has been pleased to call you.
46Art ought never to be considered except in its relations with its ideal beauty.
47A calm despair, without angry convulsions or reproaches directed at heaven, is the essence of wisdom.
48Greatness is the dream of youth realized in old age.
49Hope is the biggest of our foolish things.
50Poetry is the disease of the brain.
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