No one cares for reality, everyone stakes his essence on illusion. Slaves and dupes of their self-love, men live not in order to live but to make oth… - Jean-Jacques Rousseau

"I have somewhere read of a wise bishop who in a visit to his diocese found an old woman whose only prayer consisted in the single interjection "Oh!-

"Good mother" said he to her, "continue to pray in this manner; your prayer is better than ours." This better prayer is mine also.

Such as I was, I have declared myself; sometimes vile and despicable, at others, virtuous, generous and sublime.

Un día tomé el Mercurio de Francia, y andando y leyendo encontré este tema propuesto por la Academia de Dijon para el premio del siguiente año: El progreso de las ciencias y de las artes ¿ha contribuido a corromper o a purificar las costumbres? Así