All the world knows me in my book, and my book in me.
Michel De MontaigneRead
Indeed, there is no such thing as an altogether ugly woman β or altogether beautiful.
Interpretation
Beauty and ugliness are subjective concepts without absolute definitions.
This quote by Michel De Montaigne suggests that our perceptions of beauty and ugliness are inherently flawed and subjective. There is no person who is entirely ugly or entirely beautiful, as these labels rely on individual opinions, cultural standards, and social contexts, emphasizing the complexity of human appearance and the relativity of aesthetic values.
In practice
During a discussion about self-esteem, this quote can highlight how perceptions of beauty are not absolute.
All the world knows me in my book, and my book in me.
All I say is by way of discourse, and nothing by way of advice. I should not speak so boldly if it were my due to be believed.
Pythagoras used to say that life resembles the Olympic Games: a few people strain their muscles to carry off a prize; others bring trinkets to sell to the crowd for gain; and some there are, and not the worst, who seek no other profit than to look at the show and see how and why everything is done; spectators of the life of other people in order to judge and regulate their own.
There is not much less vexation in the government of a private family than in the managing of an entire state.
Those who have compared our life to a dream were right... we were sleeping wake, and waking sleep.
Such as are in immediate fear of a losing their estates, of banishment, or of slavery, live in perpetual anguish, and lose all appetite and repose; whereas such as are actually poor, slaves, or exiles, ofttimes live as merrily as other folk.
Going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than going to a garage makes you an automobile.
The Constitution cannot protect us unless we protect the Constitution.
Modesty and conscientiousness receive their reward only in novels. In life they are exploited and then shoved aside.
It is astounding to me, and achingly sad, that with eighty thousand people on the waiting list for donated hearts and livers and kidneys, with sixteen a day dying there on that list, that more then half of the people in the position H's family was in will say no, will choose to burn those organs or let them rot. We abide the surgeon's scalpel to save our own lives, out loved ones' lives, but not to save a stranger's life. H has no heart, but heartless is the last thing you'd call her.
To destroy a man is difficult, almost as difficult as to create one: it has not been easy, nor quick, but you Germans have succeeded. Here we are, docile under your gaze; from our side you have nothing more to fear; no acts of violence, no words of defiance, not even a look of judgment.
Ah! the clock is always slow; it is later than you think.
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