John Norman
philosophy professor, author of Gor novel series
Malcolm de Chazalwas a Mauritian writer, painter, and visionary, known especially for his Sens-Plastique, a work consisting of several thousand aphorisms and pensees.
Laughter is regional: a smile extends over the whole face.
Mauritian writer (1902--1981)
A women knows how to keep quiet when she is in the right, whereas a man, when he is in the right, will keep on talking.
Mauritian writer (1902--1981)
We sometimes laugh from ear to ear, but it would be impossible for a smile to be wider than the distance between our eyes.
Mauritian writer (1902--1981)
The beautiful remains so in ugly surroundings.
Mauritian writer (1902--1981)
The idealist walks on tiptoe, the materialist on his heels.
Mauritian writer (1902--1981)
The mind gets distracted in all sorts of ways. The heart is its own exclusive concern and diversion.
Mauritian writer (1902--1981)
Monkeys are superior to men in this: when a monkey looks into a mirror, he sees a monkey.
Mauritian writer (1902--1981)
The man who can make others laugh secures more votes for a measure than the man who forces them to think.
Mauritian writer (1902--1981)
Women make us poets, children make us philosophers.
Mauritian writer (1902--1981)
Art is nature speeded up and God slowed down.
Mauritian writer (1902--1981)
We always keep God waiting while we admit more importunate suitors.
Mauritian writer (1902--1981)
Our expression and our words never coincide, which is why the animals don’t understand us.
Mauritian writer (1902--1981)
The flower in the vase smiles, but no longer laughs.
Mauritian writer (1902--1981)
Animals awaken, first facially, then bodily. Men’s bodies wake before their faces do. The animal sleeps within its body, man sleeps with his body in his mind.
Mauritian writer (1902--1981)
The family is a court of justice which never shuts down for night or day.
Mauritian writer (1902--1981)
Women eat while they are talking; men talk while they are eating.
Mauritian writer (1902--1981)
The flower is a jumble of thighs, the sun’s harem – the most oriental thing imaginable.
Mauritian writer (1902--1981)