Animals do feel like us, also joy, love, fear and pain but they cannot grasp the spoken word. It is our obligation to take their part and continue to resist the people who profit by them, who slaughter them and… — Denis de Rougemont Copy Share Image
Animals do feel like us, also joy, love, fear and pain but they cannot grasp the spoken word. It is our obligation to take… — Denis de Rougemont Copy Share Image
“This peculiar connexion between a certain view of woman and the European conception of war has had profound consequences for morality, education, and politics.” — Denis de Rougemont Copy Share Image
Having fallen from the eternal, the Evil One's desires are endless, insatiable. Having fallen from pure Being, he is driven by the desire to… — Denis de Rougemont Copy Share Image
“So soon as passion goes beyond instinct and becomes truly itself, it tends to self self-description, either in order to justify or intensify its being, or else simply in order to keep going.” — Denis de Rougemont Copy Share
A life allied with mine, for the rest of our lives... that is the miracle of marriage. — Denis de Rougemont Copy Share Image
“The more a man is given to sentiment ,the more likely is he to be wordy and to speak well.” — Denis de Rougemont Copy Share Image
Social confusion has now reached a point at which the pursuit of immorality turns out to be more exhausting than compliance with the old… — Denis de Rougemont Copy Share Image
To love in the sense of passion-love is the contrary of to live. It is an impoverishment of one's being, an askesis without sequel,… — Denis de Rougemont Copy Share Image
One possessed a thousand and three women (in Spain alone), the other only one. But it is multiplicity that is impoverished, whilethe entire world… — Denis de Rougemont Copy Share Image
Passion and marriage are essentially irreconcilable. Their origins and their ends make them mutually exclusive. Their co-existence in our midst constantly raises insoluble problems,… — Denis de Rougemont Copy Share Image
What stirs lyrical poets to their finest flights is neither the delight of the senses nor the fruitful contentment of the settled couple; not… — Denis de Rougemont Copy Share Image
