Candide did not take courage at all, but he followed the old woman into a hovel: she gave him a pot of pomade to rub himself, left him to eat and drink; she showed him a rather clean little bed; … Read More
After the earthquake that had destroyed three-quarters of Lisbon, the wises of the country not finding a more effective way to prevent total ruin than to give the people a beautiful autodafe; [after the earthquake of Lisbon, it was in … Read More
Half of the weakened passengers, exhaling from those inconceivable anguishes which the roll of a vessel carries in the nerves and in all the moods of the body agitated in opposite directions, had not even the strength to worry about … Read More
Candide, more moved by compassion than by horror, gave to this frightful beggar the two florins he had received from his honest Anabaptist Jacques. The ghost stared at him, shed tears, and leapt to his neck. Candide scared back. “Alas!” … Read More
Nothing was so beautiful, so light, so brilliant, so well ordered as the two armies. The trumpets, the fifes, the oboes, the drums, the cannons; all formed such a harmony that there never was in Hell. The guns at first … Read More
Candide, expelled from the terrestrial paradise, walked for a long time, without knowing where, weeping, and raising his eyes to heaven, often turning them towards the most beautiful of the castles where lived the most beautiful baroness; he slept without … Read More
There was in Vestphalia, in the castle of the Baron of Thunder-ten-tronckh, a young lad to whom nature had given the sweetest manners. His physiology betrayed his spirit. He had a fairly straightforward judgment, with the simplest mind; it is, … Read More
(Plato in his academy, drawing after a painting by Swedish painter Carl Johan Wahlbom) Plato dreamed alot, like many others since then. He had thought that human nature was once double, and that in punishment of his faults it was … Read More
