Philosophy
Laroshukuo
It is said that when philosophy is done properly
it must sound dense, uncomfortable and confusing,
as if he was in a tumbling translation from German.
But at the dawn of the modern era lived a French philosopher,
who presents his thoughts in a very different way.
A man who wrote a rather thin book, barely 60 pages,
which deserves to be called one of the true masterpieces of philosophy.
It is a brief exposition of a biteful and melancholy observation over human nature –
each one or two sentences, which they nevertheless represent
many relevant, wise and seductive lessons
for our morally confused and hectic times.
Herzog de Larosfouco was born in France in 1613.
And despite its initial advantages – state, connections, appearance and beautiful archaic name,
has a particularly difficult and often unhappy life.
He falls in love with a couple of duchesses who treat him badly,
falls into jail after several unfortunate but impressive political machinations.
Four times he was sent in exile from Paris,
not as advanced as he wanted, in the judiciary,
shot him in the eye during a rebellion and barely blinded,
lost his whole state, and his enemies published his fake memoirs,
filled with insults to his acquaintances and people he relied upon
who then turned against him and refused to believe in his innocence.
After all treason, exile, misery, injuries, plagiarism and defamation
Larosfouko is forgiven,
when he declares he’s sick of the wild life
and therefore retreats to quieter, contemplative endeavors.
So he leaves the sword on the side and spends time in the living rooms
two leading personalities for the intelligentsia of the time –
Marquis de Madeleine De Suvere and Marie Madeleine de Lafayette,
who often invited writers and artists to their Parisian salons,
to discuss the supreme issues of being, usually with lemonade and appetizers.
In the salons of honor is the wit and the wittyness, they are not for lectures or seminars,
No pomp and arrogance is tolerated there.
Thus, the lure of listeners requires special skills,
which shape the thought and creativity of Larosfouco.
It is in the salons that Lauroffuko creates the literary genre,
maxim or aphorism.
A concise statement that skillfully captures a gloomy insight into the human soul,
delivering a wise but often inconvenient truth.
Created from the right hands, aphorism demonstrates its idea within 3 seconds,
because it can compete with the arrival of a piece of asparagus.
In the salons he perfected and polished his 504 famous aphorism.
He watches how his guests react and how they relate to his works.
His aphorisms affect all sorts of psychological issues –
the problems of envy, vanity, love and ambition are common issues.
Larosfouco’s ideal aphorism begins by turning to the reader with “We” or “Man”
budding empathy with careful integration.
Then aphorism refers to a common truth about human nature in a skeptical or cynical manner.
It is only in the third part of the sentence that the “pricking”
and often laughs like when we are forced to see
the positivity in a previously sentimental or hypocritical opinion.
Perhaps the most classical and perfect aphorism of Larosfouko is this –
“We are all strong enough to bear the misery of others.”
It is often followed by the also successful –
“Some people would never fall in love unless they have heard of love.”
And no worse –
“He who rejects praise the first time wishes to hear it again.”
Volter says Larosfouco’s maxims are
the book that has shaped the character of the French people,
responsible for their taste for psychological reflection, precision and cynicism.
Behind the subtype every maximum
there is a challenge to the everyday flat idea of ourselves.
Laroshukuo is remembered with delight long,
which charity has to selfishness,
and claims that we are never too far from frivolity, vanity and petulance.
In fact, we are never closer to them than when we are confident of our kindness.
Damaged deeply by her, Laroshukuo doubts the romantic love.
“The lovers do not get tired of their mutual company because they talk only about themselves.”
“If one judges for love through the strongest emotions he wakes, it may seem like hatred and not tenderness.”
“To say you do not like flirt, it’s flirting.”
Laroshufu wrote this way because he wants his ideas to be convincing for people,
who at first have little time and may disagree with it.
If so far most philosophers have not considered it necessary to write so elegantly,
witty and honest, it is because they were wrongly convinced that if their ideas were important,
the style by which they are exposed is irrelevant.
Laroshukuo is in a different opinion.
Most of us are so distracted that if someone wants to impose something on us,
must use all the instruments of art and literature,
to catch our attention and reach our memory.
The history of philosophy would be so different if the philosophers
had written about an impatient and unprofessional audience
with tremendous attention in a lively Parisian lounge.
But history gives us a second chance.
The 140 letters of our own digital salons
give us another chance to put Laroshuku’s genius
in action.
“The School of Life” Herzog François de Larosfouco
Laroshukuo
It is said that when philosophy is done properly
it must sound dense, uncomfortable and confusing,
as if he was in a tumbling translation from German.
But at the dawn of the modern era lived a French philosopher,
who presents his thoughts in a very different way.
A man who wrote a rather thin book, barely 60 pages,
which deserves to be called one of the true masterpieces of philosophy.
It is a brief exposition of a biteful and melancholy observation over human nature –
each one or two sentences, which they nevertheless represent
many relevant, wise and seductive lessons
for our morally confused and hectic times.
Herzog de Larosfouco was born in France in 1613.
And despite its initial advantages – state, connections, appearance and beautiful archaic name,
has a particularly difficult and often unhappy life.
He falls in love with a couple of duchesses who treat him badly,
falls into jail after several unfortunate but impressive political machinations.
Four times he was sent in exile from Paris,
not as advanced as he wanted, in the judiciary,
shot him in the eye during a rebellion and barely blinded,
lost his whole state, and his enemies published his fake memoirs,
filled with insults to his acquaintances and people he relied upon
who then turned against him and refused to believe in his innocence.
After all treason, exile, misery, injuries, plagiarism and defamation
Larosfouko is forgiven,
when he declares he’s sick of the wild life
and therefore retreats to quieter, contemplative endeavors.
So he leaves the sword on the side and spends time in the living rooms
two leading personalities for the intelligentsia of the time –
Marquis de Madeleine De Suvere and Marie Madeleine de Lafayette,
who often invited writers and artists to their Parisian salons,
to discuss the supreme issues of being, usually with lemonade and appetizers.
In the salons of honor is the wit and the wittyness, they are not for lectures or seminars,
No pomp and arrogance is tolerated there.
Thus, the lure of listeners requires special skills,
which shape the thought and creativity of Larosfouco.
It is in the salons that Lauroffuko creates the literary genre,
maxim or aphorism.
A concise statement that skillfully captures a gloomy insight into the human soul,
delivering a wise but often inconvenient truth.
Created from the right hands, aphorism demonstrates its idea within 3 seconds,
because it can compete with the arrival of a piece of asparagus.
In the salons he perfected and polished his 504 famous aphorism.
He watches how his guests react and how they relate to his works.
His aphorisms affect all sorts of psychological issues –
the problems of envy, vanity, love and ambition are common issues.
Larosfouco’s ideal aphorism begins by turning to the reader with “We” or “Man”
budding empathy with careful integration.
Then aphorism refers to a common truth about human nature in a skeptical or cynical manner.
It is only in the third part of the sentence that the “pricking”
and often laughs like when we are forced to see
the positivity in a previously sentimental or hypocritical opinion.
Perhaps the most classical and perfect aphorism of Larosfouko is this –
“We are all strong enough to bear the misery of others.”
It is often followed by the also successful –
“Some people would never fall in love unless they have heard of love.”
And no worse –
“He who rejects praise the first time wishes to hear it again.”
Volter says Larosfouco’s maxims are
the book that has shaped the character of the French people,
responsible for their taste for psychological reflection, precision and cynicism.
Behind the subtype every maximum
there is a challenge to the everyday flat idea of ourselves.
Laroshukuo is remembered with delight long,
which charity has to selfishness,
and claims that we are never too far from frivolity, vanity and petulance.
In fact, we are never closer to them than when we are confident of our kindness.
Damaged deeply by her, Laroshukuo doubts the romantic love.
“The lovers do not get tired of their mutual company because they talk only about themselves.”
“If one judges for love through the strongest emotions he wakes, it may seem like hatred and not tenderness.”
“To say you do not like flirt, it’s flirting.”
Laroshufu wrote this way because he wants his ideas to be convincing for people,
who at first have little time and may disagree with it.
If so far most philosophers have not considered it necessary to write so elegantly,
witty and honest, it is because they were wrongly convinced that if their ideas were important,
the style by which they are exposed is irrelevant.
Laroshukuo is in a different opinion.
Most of us are so distracted that if someone wants to impose something on us,
must use all the instruments of art and literature,
to catch our attention and reach our memory.
The history of philosophy would be so different if the philosophers
had written about an impatient and unprofessional audience
with tremendous attention in a lively Parisian lounge.
But history gives us a second chance.
The 140 letters of our own digital salons
give us another chance to put Laroshuku’s genius
in action.
“The School of Life” Herzog François de Larosfouco
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