Word: rochefoucauld
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Copeland was wise to limit his selections to the literatures of four great modern languages: French, German, Italian, and Russian. Had he gone farther, into the Classics for example, his book would have been too comprehensive. As it is, we have generous selections from Villon, Ronsard, La Rochefoucauld, Moliere, de Sevigne, Balzse, Louys, Goethe, Nietzsche, Zweig, Dante, Destoyevsky, Chetchov, Andrayev, and scores of others, each in a standard version and selected with the highest discrimination. As far as I know, this collection is unique. It should be of incalculable value in providing the modern reader with a full assortment...
...else has her ability to make casual human types seem abysmally fatuous. Just as good in their way are the three or four lighter pieces included in the book. Nothing could be funnier than "The little Hours," an account of Mrs. Parker's midnight rendezvous with La Rochefoucauld. The late Elinor Wylie, who sometimes wrote in a similar vein, was apt to betray her consciousness of the aristocratic stylist at work, but Mrs. Parker betrays nothing except her sense of derision...
...studio on the top floor from which Fifi for all his blustering is rigorously excluded. They lunch and quarrel together nearly every day, but not even Fifi Vollard knows where Georges Rouault lives. He receives all his mail and makes all his appointments at No. 14 Rue de La Rochefoucauld which is the Gustave-Moreau Museum of which he is curator. Neither his stately wife, Marthe Le Sidaner who paints very conservative portraits, nor his four children will reveal the family address...
...never held that man was vile. It was for this very reason that he found himself in disagreement with the teachings of Christianity. He spoke of the original sin as a "theological nightmare." La Rochefoucauld was as much his enemy as Rousseau. For him, man was neither bestial nor divine; he was human; that is, he was torn between a higher will and a lower...
...Casseres is a mixture of La Rochefoucauld, Voltaire, and possible Spinoza. His criticism is not sound in the sense that it builds up a carefully constructed argument, but he pierces every situation with a shaft of illuminating light that is more revealing than any quanity of common sense. He goes at the reason through the emotions and he arrives with an awakening crash. It may be froth, it may be genius; Mr. De Casseres himself probably does not know...