All the world knows me in my book, and my book in me.
Michel De MontaigneRead
I speak to the paper, as I speak to the first person I meet.
Interpretation
The quote expresses the idea of writing as a personal dialogue, treating the paper as a confidant.
Michel De Montaigne illustrates the intimate relationship between the writer and their writing medium, suggesting that the act of writing is akin to conversing with another individual. This perspective highlights the personal and reflective nature of writing, where thoughts and feelings are articulated as if shared with a trusted friend, proving that written expression can serve as a form of self-discovery and communication.
In practice
A writer sharing their thoughts in a workshop.
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.
To understand the true quality of people, you must look into their minds, and examine their pursuits and aversions.
You can't have occupation and human rights.
If you want that good feeling that comes from doing things for other folks then you have to pay for it in abuse and misunderstanding.
Chaos is merely order waiting to be deciphered
To deprive a gregarious creature of companionship is to maim it, to outrage its nature. The prisoner and the cenobite are aware that the herd exists beyond their exile; they are an aspect of it. But when the herd no longer exists, there is, for the herd creature, no longer entity, a part of no whole; a freak without a place. If he cannot hold on to his reason, then he is lost indeed; most utterly, most fearfully lost, so that he becomes no more than the twitch in the limb of a corpse.
To be born in India is to arrive into the world swimming in religion.
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