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The climax of absurdity to which art may be carried when led away from nature by fashion, may be best seen in the works of Boucher ...
On top of pique, umbrage, and ennui. Oh, the French diseases of the soul.
(Claude and Marcel LeFever were speaking in French. This simultaneous English translation is being beamed to the reader via literary satellite.)
En ge ne ral, plus un peuple est civilise , poli, moins ses moeurs sont poe tiques; tout s'affaiblit en s'adoucissant. Ingeneral, themore civilized and refinedthepeople, the less poetic are its morals; everything weakens as it mellows.
Auditur et altera pars. (The other side shall be heard as well.)
All the evils of France have been produced less by the perversity of the wicked and the violence of fools than by the hesitation of the weak, the compromises of conscience, and the tardiness of patriotism. Let every deputy, every Frenchman show what he feels, what he thinks, and we are saved!
One night is awaiting us all, and the way of death must be trodden once.
[Lat., Omnes una manet nox,
Et calcanda semel via leti.]
When I look back now, it must have been like Paris was at the time of Le Sacre du Printemps.
Francaise with our own proper pack. This permission, we feel bound to say, was graciously granted; which compels us here to give a public contradiction to the slanderers who pretend that we live
L'art
Green arsenic smeared on an egg-white cloth,
Crushed strawberries! Come, let us feast our eyes.
Bene vixit, bene qui latuit.
(to live well is to live concealed)
Ah! Seigneur! donnez-moi la force et le courage De contempler mon coeur et mon corps sans de go u t. Lord! give me the strength and the courage To see my heart and my body without disgust.
Tout le sang qui coule rouge; All blood is red.
D'Artagnan ran home immediately, and although it was three o'clock in the morning and he had some of the worst quarters of Paris to traverse, he met with no misadventure. Everyone knows that drunkards and lovers have a protecting deity.
Je ne fais aucun mal en restant ici.
I do no harm by remaining here.
In the V-shaped opening of her crape bodice Mlle. Vinteuil felt the sting of her friend's sudden kiss; ...
The more we deny ourselves, the more the gods supply our wants.
[Lat., Quanto quisque sibi plura negaverit,
A dis plura feret.]
On ne sait jamais!
One never knows!
You are the eternal France, I love you.
The score of Pelleas and Melisande by Debussy, heralds that which will lift man from the earthly to the celestial, from the mortal to the immortal. Once again the ways of the artist and healer are merging.
Suicide, moreover, was at the time in vogue in Paris: what more suitable key to the mystery of life for a skeptical society?
Dimidium facti qui coepit habet: sapere aude" ("He who has begun is half done: dare to know!").
I have undertaken vengeance. I want Liberty and Equality to reign in Saint-Domingue. I work to bring them into existence. Unite yourselves to us, brothers, and fight with us for the same cause.
Antiquite . en tout ce qui s'y rapporte: Est poncif, embe tant! etc. Antiquity. And everything to do with it, cliche d and boring.
Busy idleness urges us on.
[Lat., Strenua nos exercet inertia.]
Something quite special has played out in the picturesque valleys and mountains, towns and villages of France over the past three weeks. For all who appreciate sport, it was a privilege and an inspiration to watch.
L'chaim. It means 'to life.
Par Odin, Thor et Tom Hiddleston !
In hoc signo vinces
I had forgotten how gently time passes in Paris. As lively as the city is, there's a stillness to it, a peace that lures you in. In Paris, with a glass of wine in your hand, you can just be.
D'Artagnan was amazed to note by what fragile and unknown threads the destinies of nations and the lives of men are suspended. He
Bonis nocet, qui malis parcit.
He harms the good (people) who spares the evil.
In perpetuum, frater, ave atque vale. (Forever and ever, brother, hail and farewell.)
The French courage proceeds from vanity
Nothing is so high and above all danger that is not below and in the power of God.
[Lat., Nihil ita sublime est, supraque pericula tendit
Non sit ut inferius suppositumque deo.]
Old France, weighed down with history, prostrated by wars and revolutions, endlessly vacillating from greatness to decline, but revived, century after century, by the genius of renewal!
Neither blows from pitchfork, nor from the lash, can make him change his ways.
[Fr., Coups de fourches ni d'etriveres,
Ne lui font changer de manieres.]
It was nice to kill time. But the time buries us before... (On a beau tuer le temps, - Il nous enterre avant)
My dear citizens, fellow citizens, French people, this 6th of May, have just chosen change by bringing me the presidency of the French republic. I feel the honor, which has been given to me and the task, the important task faced beyond - in front of you to serve my country.
...A thing that is worth doing at all is worth doing badly... le mieux est l'ennemi du bien.
Par exemple! I never had to ask. You were always there under my feet, like a troublesome cat." "You mean like an adoring dog. And just as soon as Ratignolle appeared on the scene, then it WAS like a dog. 'Passez! Adieu! Allez vous-en!
I would love to be where you are now, in Paris, that home of the planless, the free and joyous and emotional people." What
French. Feel. Finger. Fuck.
Vivez joyeux" was the old saying. "Live joyfully.
The sick mind can not bear anything harsh.
[Lat., Mensque pati durum sustinet aegra nihil.]
Vous perdez votre temps! (You're wasting your time.)
Alas! we see that the small have always suffered for the follies of the great.
[Fr., Helas! on voit que de tout temps
Les Petits ont pati des sottises des grands.]
This particular blunder is known as deus ex machina, which is French for Are you fucking kidding me?
Le mieux est l'ennemi du bien. (The perfect is the enemy of the good.)
Who underestimates is buried in the optimism of the deads. (Qui sous-estime s'enterre - Dans l'optimisme des morts.)
Amer savoir, celui qu'on tire du voyage! Bitter is the knowledge gained in travelling.
The silverware shines if the sun. (L'argenterie brille - Si le soleil.
Great French design is often about unexpected touches.
Ceux qui luttent ce sont ceux qui vivent..
And down here they luttent a very great deal indeed..
But if life be the desideratum,. why grieve,. ils vivent..
It was the heart of any true moment of decadence: the knowledge that an epoque is already slipping from us, inexorably, even in the moment of its glory.
Deepest moment. Your recent services to one of the royal houses of Europe have shown that you are one who may safely be trusted with matters which are of an importance which can hardly be exaggerated.
La tristesse durera toujours.
[The sadness will last forever.]
che c'entra questo con le stelle? What has this to do with the stars?
It is always sad to leave a place to which one knows one will never return. Such are the melancolies du voyage: perhaps they are one of the most rewarding things about traveling.
Fex urbis, lex orbis" (The dregs of the city, the law of the earth), from Les Miserables, attributed to St. Jerome
Soft and faire goes farre.
A simple acceptance of what comes to us, regarding it as neither bad nor good.
"Werde, der du bist, as he would have it," Dr Kellet continued ... "It means become who you are," he said.
A man, engaged in his simple reflections in everyday life, will comprehend neither the possibility, nor the benefits of self-sacrifice, but, when given ("qu'on lui donne", Fr.) a great cause to defend, and he will find only natural to sacrifice oneself for it.
Jos de Vries
U Are The Greatest Gift God Gave me
Petra
One of my favorites to order in fancy restaurants is escargot.
The gods my protectors.
[Lat., Di me tuentur.]
Garde-toi, tant que tu vivras, De juger des gens sur la mine. Beware as long as you live, Of judging others according to appearance alone.
Beautee eneuch to mak a world to dote.
They [the English] amuse themselves sadly as in the custom of their country.
[Fr., Ils s'amusaient tristement selon la contume de leur pays.]
Farewell Gaultier!! Preteporte will miss you! 4 ever
The Parisian has his amusements as regularly as his meals, the theatre, music, the dance, a walk in the Tuilleries, a refection in the cafe, to which ladies resort as commonly as the other sex. Perpetual business, perpetual labor, is a thing of which he seems to have no idea.
Paris with its multitude of art directions calls continuously to the deepest penetration and recognition of your inner essence. Only in this way it is possible to create work that refers the time span.
It is time for thee to be gone, lest the age more decent in its wantonness should laugh at thee and drive thee of the stage.
[Lat., Tempus abire tibi est, ne ...
Rideat et pulset lasciva decentius aetas.]
In our young days, when Modigliani and I first came to Paris, in 1906, nobody was very clear about ideas. But unconsciously, we knew quite a lot of things, of which we became aware later on.
Qui plussait, plus se tait. French, you know. The more a man knows, the less he talks.
Nast is an artist of uncommon abilities. His works evince originality of conception, freedom of manner, lofty appreciation of national ideas and action, and a large artistic instinct.
I will cover the walls with words. It will be la chambre des mots.
La poe sie veutquelque chose d'e norme, debarbare et de sauvage. Poetry needs something on the scale of the grand, the barbarous, the savage.
Massoud is dead, but not the hope ! (Massoud est mort, - Mais pas l'espoir !)
Quand les cimes de notre ciel se rejoindront Ma maison aura un toit.
(When the peaks of our sky come together My house will have a roof.)
To know how to dissemble is the knowledge of kings.
[Fr., Savoir dissimuler est le savoir des rois.]
One's emotions are intensified in Paris - one can be more happy and also more unhappy here than in any other place. But it is always a positive source of joy to live here, and there is nobody so miserable as a Parisian in exile from his town.
Je pense, donc je suis; English: I think, therefore I am)
Wiv difficulty 'an injinuity. Jest bein' smart, like.
he's always walking about with a long face
il est triste comme un jour sans pain
Quid nomen tibi est? She was not about to offer her name up to a stranger. It was almost the only thing she possessed that nobody had stolen.
Enter CAPULET, PARIS, and Servant
C'est magnifique, mais ce n'est pas la guerre (attributed to a French observer during the Charge of the Light
Les moments de crise produsent un redoublement de vie chez les hommes.
Moments of crisis produce a redoubled vitality in men. Or, more succinctly perhaps: Men don't begin to live fully until thier backs are against the wall.
Actions rare and sudden do commonly proceed from fierce necessity, of else from some oblique design, which is ashamed to show itself in the public road.
Mens videt astra.
(The soul sees the stars.)
The survival instinct prove that we are alive. (L'instinct de survie - Prouve qu'on est en vie.)
Quand les cimes de notre ciel se rejoindront Ma maison aura un toit.br>(When the peaks of our sky come together My house will have a roof.)
Without businesse debauchery.
We are glad the Dauphin is so pleasant with us;
His present and your pains we thank you for:
When we have match'd our rackets to these balls,
We will, in France, by God's grace, play a set
Shall strike his father's crown into the hazard.
King Henry, scene ii
The siren that is this city speaks to us insistently even after we've moved away. She belongs to us, truly, and to each in a different way. Paris nous appartient.
The fashions of human affairs are brief and changeable, and fortune never remains long indulgent.
[Lat., Breves et mutabiles vices rerum sunt, et fortuna nunquam simpliciter indulget.]
Despereaux marveled at his own bravery.
He admired his own defiance.
And then, reader, he fainted.
Lo, which a greet thing is affeccioun!
Men may die of imaginacioun,
So depe may impressioun be take.