Jack Mitchell

D, or 500 Maxims, Aphorisms, & Reflections

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Though I had been a keen fan of La Rochefoucauld since my youth, the impulse to try and join his tradition came from (of all places) Twitter, in the old days of 140-character brevity. Why shouldn't I try tweeting a few concise, insightful, general truths in lieu of snark and insults - me quoque tollere humo? It was also a portable project, as I could jot down, reformulate, and cross out ideas by the campfire or while walking to work in the sunshine. As I say at the end of my essay on the aphoristic tradition (included in this volume),

"Our curt tongue is perfectly suited to [aphorism], while the more complacent and mendacious our culture grows the more people will seek an escape into reason and self-scrutiny: as they do, let aphorism, with its dour laughter and coy candour, serve to welcome the refugees. Personally, too, though it is fun to chew over a good aphorism, it is still more fun to compose one — remodeling it, rephrasing it, rejecting it, restoring it, until an hour’s or a day’s reflection receives a tiny, shining monument."



A sample

#8

The summit of style is to kill with a word.

#371

Flattery is the only reliable tyrannicide.

#255

In health, the body obeys the will; in sickness, the will obeys the body.

#120

God’s punishment of human folly is not to send a plague.

#409

The notion of art for the sake of art is too close to the notion of life for the sake of life.

#395

Under a tyrant at least no one believes the newspapers.

#425

Good poetry says half of what it means; bad poetry means half of what it says.

#440

We enjoy talking about ourselves chiefly because it requires no effort.

#157

The unhappy see themselves through the eyes of the bad, the happy through the eyes of the good.

#332

Optimists go to war; pessimists make and keep the peace.

#349

To speak for one’s nation is to fancy oneself a king.

#209

Without moderation, self-denial is self-indulgence.

#342

Without law, power cannot sleep.

#243

To love others, we must first understand how they resemble us, because we have no other measure of esteem.

#450

Historians are hopelessly prejudiced in favour of historical significance.