Jean Henri Fabre
Jean Henri Fabre
Jean-Henri Casimir Fabrewas a French entomologist, and author known for the lively style of his popular books on the lives of insects...
NationalityFrench
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth22 December 1823
CountryFrance
vegetables beans given
If there is one vegetable which is God-given, it is the haricot bean.
fields commonplace
Let us dig our furrow in the fields of the commonplace.
firsts bees heritage
Let us turn elsewhere, to the wasps and bees, who unquestionably come first in the laying up of a heritage for their offspring.
ignorance perfect feelings
Without feeling abashed by my ignorance, I confess that I am absolutely unable to say. In the absence of an appearance of learning, my answer has at least one merit, that of perfect sincerity.
past fossils instinct
Permanence of instinct must go with permanence of form...The history of the present must teach us the history of the past.
pain destiny names
All failed lovers rewrite the script, as if one sexual detail or another might have tipped the balance of pain into destiny, either tragic or miraculous. History record the names of royal bastards, but cannot tell us the origin of wheat.
herds vulgar
We have within us, from the start, that which will distinguish us from the vulgar herd.
memories past thinking
The common people have no history: persecuted by the present, they cannot think of preserving the memory of the past.
reading ignorance track
In many cases, ignorance is a good thing : the mind retains its freedom of investigation and does not stray along roads that lead nowhither, suggested by one's reading. I have experienced this once again. ... Yes, ignorance can have its advantages; the new is found far from the beaten track.
names wheat royal
History records the names of royal bastards, but cannot tell us the origin of wheat.
philosophy personality mind
Seek those who find your road agreeable, your personality and mind stimulating, your philosophy acceptable, and your experience helpful. Let those who do not, seek their own kind.
kings names way
History celebrates the battlefields whereon we meet our death, but scorns to speak of the plowed fields whereby we thrive. It knows the names of the king's bastards but cannot tell us the origin of wheat. This is the way of human folly.