It was an observation of Plato, long since, that those are not the best stomachs that reject, without distinction, all sorts of aliments.” “True,” said Candide, “but still there must certainly be a pleasure in criticising everything, and in perceiving faults where others think they see beauties.
You lack faith,” said Candide. “It is because,” said Martin, “I have seen the world.
In what way can we recognize the tenderness of a Father who created the majority of His children but for the purpose of dragging out a life of pain, anxiety, and bitterness upon this earth?
If they’re from the village, you take them to the inn. If they’re from the city, you treat them with respect when they are beautiful and throw them on the highway when they are dead.
The body of an athlete and the soul of a sage – these are what we require to be happy.
Ever since 1759, when Voltaire wrote “Candide” in ridicule of the notion that this is the best of all possible worlds, this world has been a gayer place for readers.
There can be no effect without a cause,” modestly answered Candide; “the whole is necessarily concatenated and arranged for the best.
He never told a story, but everyone laughed at it.
What! You mean you don’t have any monks to teach and dispute and govern and intrigue and burn people to death who don’t agree with them?
Secret sorrows are more cruel even than public tribulations.
There are so many sorts of love that one does not know where to seek a definition of it. The name of “love” is given boldly to a caprice of a few days’ duration; to a sentiment devoid of esteem; to a casual liaison; to the affections of a cicisbeo; to a frigid habit; to a romantic fantasy; to relish followed by prompt derelish: – yes, people give this name to a thousand chimeras.
He vainly said that human will is free, and that he chose neither the one nor the other.
All people are good except those who are idle.
Why must man exist What is his existence to God? Nothing or something. If his existence is not useful or necessary to God, why did He not leave him in nothingness? If man’s existence is necessary to His glory, He then needed man, He lacked something before this man existed!
If He condescends to show Himself to some men, He takes care to keep all the others in invincible ignorance of His divine intentions.
There he was made to wheel about to the right, and to the left, to draw his rammer, to return his rammer, to present, to fire, to march, and they gave him thirty blows with a cudgel. The next day he did his exercise a little less badly, and he received but twenty blows. The day following they gave him only ten, and he was regarded by his comrades as a prodigy.
It is a fact that there is no country in the world where love does not turn lovers into poets.
Candide” never bored anybody except William Wordsworth.
So it was that, for every decent and generous thing she did, dishonour was the price.
The world is stocked with men faster than a warren is with rabbits.