Jean Rostand Quotes
-
The books one has written in the past have two surprises in store: one couldn't write them again, and wouldn't want to.
-
The divine is perhaps that quality in man which permits him to endure the lack of God.
-
We spend our time envying people whom we wouldn't wish to be.
-
God, that dumping ground of our dreams.
-
A married couple are well suited when both partners usually feel the need for a quarrel at the same time.
-
Science has made us gods even before we are worthy of being men.
-
Somebody told me I should put a pebble in my mouth to cure my stuttering. Well, I tried it, and during a scene I swallowed the pebble. That was the end of that.
-
A man is not old as long as he is seeking something.
-
A body of work such as Pasteur's is inconceivable in our time: no man would be given a chance to create a whole science. Nowadays a path is scarcely opened up when the crowd begins to pour in.
-
Theories pass. The frog remains.
-
Science had better not free the minds of men too much, before it has tamed their instincts.
-
Think? Why think! We have computers to do that for us.
-
Far too often the choices reality proposes are such as to take away one's taste for choosing.
-
Nothing is more admirable than the fortitude with which millionaires tolerate the disadvantages of their wealth.
-
To be adult is to be alone.
-
Already at the origin of the species man was equal to what he was destined to become.
-
I think I am one of those who can manage not to take on a completely different appearance under their own glance.
-
Take heed of critics even when they are not fair; resist them even when they are.
-
Greatness, in order to gain recognition, must all too often consent to ape greatness.
-
Nothing leads the scientist so astray as a premature truth.
-
Hatred, for the man who is not engaged in it, is a little like the odor of garlic for one who hasn't eaten any.
-
I still understand a few words in life, but I no longer think they make a sentence.
-
It may offend us to hear our own thoughts expressed by others: we are not sure enough of their souls.
-
One kills a man, one is an assassin; one kills millions, one is a conqueror; one kills everybody, one is a god.