Joseph Joubert Author
- Gender: Male
- Citizenship: France
- Born: May 7, 1754
- Died: May 4, 1824
Joseph Joubert was a French moralist and essayist, remembered today largely for his Pensées, which was published posthumously.
From the age of fourteen Joubert attended a religious college in Toulouse, where he later taught until 1776. In 1778 he went to Paris where he met D'Alembert and Diderot, amongst others, and later became a friend of a young writer and diplomat, Chateaubriand.
He alternated between living in Paris with his friends and life in the privacy of the countryside in Villeneuve-sur-Yonne. He was appointed inspector-general of universities under Napoleon.
Joubert published nothing during his lifetime, but he wrote a copious amount of letters and filled sheets of paper and small notebooks with thoughts about the nature of human existence, literature, and other topics, in a poignant, often aphoristic style. After his death his widow entrusted Chateaubriand with these notes, and in 1838, he published a selection entitled, Recueil des pensées de M. Joubert. More complete editions were to follow, as were collections of Joubert's correspondence.
We must respect the past, and mistrust the present, if we wish to provide for the safety of the future.
future & respect
Genius begins great works labor alone finishes them.
alone
A part of kindness consists in loving people more than they deserve.
love
One who has imagination without learning has wings without feet.
imagination & learning
Those who never retract their opinions love themselves more than they love the truth.
truth
Justice is the truth in action.
truth
Love and fear. Everything the father of a family says must inspire one or the other.
family & fear
The best remedy for a short temper is a long walk.
best
You will not find poetry anywhere unless you bring some of it with you.
poetry
Only choose in marriage a man whom you would choose as a friend if he were a woman.
marriage
He who has imagination without learning has wings but no feet.
imagination & learning
Superstition is the only religion of which base souls are capable of.
religion
Imagination is the eye of the soul.
imagination
You will find poetry nowhere unless you bring some of it with you.
poetry