Nicolas Chamfort, though mostly forgotten these days, was one of the great French aphorists, a tradition in philosophical pessimism along with La Rochefoucauld, Blaise Pascal, Joseph Joubert, etc. Chamfort here, however, is notable to me because by far he is the most pessimistic out of all of these, and thus the one closer to my heart. A lot of these aphorisms show a disgust for life, society and humanity in general, and they do so steeped in philosophical tradition rather than base, vulgar misanthropy. Schopenhauer was a fan, and it shows, because the great German sage's thought is reflected with incredibly prescience here in aphorisms like "Living is a disease from the pains of which sleep eases us every sixteen hours ; sleep is but a palliative, death alone is the cure." which brings to mind Schopenhauer's metaphor of life as a nightmare and death as merely "waking up". It also reflects Philipp Mainlander's dark view on life. Likewise, aphorisms like "The tragic drama has the great moral drawback of attaching too high an Importance to life and death." reflect Julius Bahnsen's view on tragedy. All this is a way to just say that a lot of the 19th century German pessimists were first echoed here. Likewise, one sees more complex, more modern thought in some of the later aphorisms: "Physical scourges and the calamities of human nature rendered society necessary. Society has added to natural misfortunes. The drawbacks of society have made government necessary, and government adds to society's misfortunes. There is the history of human nature in a nutshell." A very nice, witty and terse way of explaining negative dialectics.
Unfortunately, it is also a bad sufferer of typical 18th century misoginy, with aphorisms like "One must make choice between loving women and knowing them ; there is no middle course." remind one of the misogyny of Otto Weininger.
Some of my favorite aphorisms:
"The difference between you and myself," said a friend to me, " is that you have said to all the masqueraders : 'I know you,' whilst I have left them the hope that they are deceiving me. That is why the world favours me more than you. It is a masked ball, the interest of which you have spoiled for others and the amusement for yourself."
A Man of wit is lost, if to his wit he does not join energy of character. If you have the lantern of Diogenes, you must also have his cudgel.
There are more fools than wise men, and even in the wise man himself there is more folly than wisdom.
A day without laughter is a day wasted.
Public opinion is a jurisdiction which the honest man must never fully recognize, and which he must never ignore.
It must be admitted that to live in the world without from time to time acting a part is impossible. What distinguishes the honest man from the knave is, that the former only does so when absolutely obliged and to escape a danger, while the latter seeks for opportunities.
I Cannot conceive of a wisdom that lacks distrust: according to the Scriptures the beginning of wisdom is the fear of God—I believe it is rather the fear of men.
A Man of no principles is also, as a rule, a man of no character, for had he been born with character, he would have felt the need of forming principles.4
Nearly all men are slaves for the same reason that the Spartans assigned for the servitude of the Persians—lack of power to pronounce the syllable, No. To be able to utter that word and live alone, are the only two means to preserve one's freedom and one's character.
In order to forgive reason for the evil it has wrought on the majority of men, we must imagine for ourselves what man would be without his reason. 'Tis a necessary evil.
One of the great misfortunes of man is that even his good qualities are sometimes useless to him, and that the art of profiting by them and governing them wisely is often the tardy fruit of experience alone.
Hope is but a charlatan that ceases not to deceive us. For myself happiness only began when I had lost it. I would fain inscribe upon the gate of Paradise the line that Dante wrote upon that of Hell—" Lasciate ogni speranza, voi ch'entrate."
Our reason sometimes makes us as unhappy as our passions, and in such a case one can say of a man that he is a patient poisoned by his physician.
It is nature's will that wise men have their illusions as well as fools, to the end that they be not made too unhappy by their own wisdom.
That tree of the knowledge of good and evil in the Bible is a fine allegory. Is it not intended to signify that when one has penetrated to the depths of things, the consequent loss of illusions brings about the death of the soul—that is to say a complete detachment from all that moves and interests other men?
Living is a disease from the pains of which sleep eases us every sixteen hours ; sleep is but a palliative, death alone is the cure.
The nobility, say the nobles, is an intermediary between the king and the people... Precisely; just as the hound is the intermediarybetween the huntsman and the hares.
The tragic drama has the great moral drawback of attaching too high an Importance to life and death.
Like animals that cannot breathe at a certain altitude without perishing, the slave dies in the atmosphere of freedom
'Tis easier to make certain things legal than to make them legitimate.
The public is governed as it reasons. It is its right to say foolish things, as it is that of the ministers to do them.
The majority of our social institutions seem to have as object the maintenance of man in a mediocrity of ideas and emotions, which renders him best fitted to govern or be governed.
There are periods when public opinion is the worst of opinions.
Physical scourges and the calamities of human nature rendered society necessary. Society has added to natural misfortunes. The drawbacks of society have made government necessary, and government adds to society's misfortunes. There is the history of human nature in a nutshell.
Some one has said that to plagiarise from the ancients is to play the pirate beyond the Equator, but that to steal from the moderns is to pick pockets at street corners.
A MAN is not clever simply because he has many ideas, just as he is not necessarily a good general because he has many soldiers.
There are well-dressed foolish ideas just as there are well-dressed fools.
The majority of the books of our time give one the impression of having been manufactured in a day out of books read the day before.
What makes the success of many books consists in the affinity there is between the mediocrity of the author's ideas and those of the public.
Such is the miserable condition of men, that they must needs seek consolation in society for the evils of nature, and in nature for the evils of society. How many have failed to find either in one or the other distraction from their troubles!
A PHILOSOPHER who had retired from the world wrote me a letter full of good advice and common sense. It concluded with these words: "Farewell, my friend ; maintain if you can the interests that bind you to society, but cultivate the feelings that cut you away from it."
It must be admitted that in order to live happy in the world there are sides to the soul which we must absolutely paralyse.
Nature seems to make use of men for the accomplishment of her designs without concerning herself about her instruments, like tyrants who rid themselves of those who have been of service to them.
A MAN in love who pities the reasonable mai^ seems to me like one who reads fairy tales and jeers at those who read history.
I ONCE heard an orthodox person denouncing those who discuss articles of faith. " Gentlemen," he said naively, "a true Christian does not examine what he is ordered to believe. Dogma is like a bitter pill : if you chew it, you will never be able to swallow it."