larvatus prodeo

	ecce respondeo dicenti, ‘quid faciebat deus antequam faceret caelum et terram?’ respondeo non illud quod quidam respondisse perhibetur, ioculariter eludens quaestionis violentiam: ‘alta,’ inquit, ‘scrutantibus gehennas parabat.’ aliud est videre, aliud ridere: haec non respondeo. — Aurelius Augustinus, Confessiones See, I answer him that asketh, “What did God before He made heaven and earth?” I answer not as one is said to have done merrily (eluding the pressure of the question), “He was preparing hell (saith he) for pryers into mysteries.” It is one thing to answer enquiries, another to make sport of enquirers. So I answer not. — Augustine of Hippo, Confessions
	La Fontaine, entendant plaindre le sort des damnés au milieu du feu de l’Enfer, dit : « Je me flatte qu’ils s’y accoutument, et qu’à la fin, ils sont là comme le poisson dans l’eau. » — Chamfort, Maximes et Pensées, Caractères et Anecdotes La Fontaine, hearing complaints of the lot of the damned in the midst of hellfire, said: “I trust that they get accustomed to it, and that in the end, they rest there as fish in water.” — Chamfort, Maxims and Thoughts, Characters and Anecdotes
	FEU. Purifie tout. — Quand on entend crier « au feu », on doit commencer par perdre la tête. — Gustave Flaubert, Le Dictionnaire des idées reçues FIRE. Purifies everything. — Upon hearing the cry of “Fire!”, one must begin by losing his head. — Gustave Flaubert, Dictionary of Received Ideas
	Il y a du Dante, en effet, dans l’auteur des Fleurs du Mal, mais c’est du Dante d’une époque déchue, c’est du Dante athée et moderne, du Dante venu après Voltaire, dans un temps qui n’aura point de saint Thomas. — Jules Barbey D’Aurevilly, Les Poètes There is Dante, in effect, in the author of the Flowers of Evil, but it is a Dante of the fallen era, an atheistic and modern Dante, a Dante who comes after Voltaire, in a time that will have no saint Thomas. — Jules Barbey D’Aurevilly, The Poets[0]

1978 years ago, Jesus welcomed all men to partake of his company:^[1]

Δεῦτε πρός με πάντες οἱ κοπιῶντες καὶ πεφορτισμένοι, κἀγὼ ἀναπαύσω ὑμᾶς.

Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.

His words are echoed and amplified through our God-fearing land. The authority of the Son of God is buttressed by the all too human urge to connect with a role model of one’s choosing. ( Read more... )

Crossposted to larvatus, about_poetry, philosophy, and real_philosophy.