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Voltaire
- The Laughing Philosopher
I wonder how many of us are
aware of this name - Voltaire. Probably some us may have heard of
him. When I go into a bookstore, even a big bookstore like Landmark, where
they have thousands of books of all kinds - literature, philosophy and the
latest self-help books, I hardly see any of his works, except for the
delightful Candide. And I wonder how come he's not there.
His works fill ninety-nine volumes, of which every page is sparkling and
fruitful, though they range from subject to subject across the world as
fitfully and bravely as in an encyclopedia. Voltaire, who can be easily
read by the young as well the old and who stands as an entertainer in
a class apart from others, is not to be seen there. Someone said that when
the right sense of historical proportion is more fully developed in men’s
minds, the name of Voltaire will stand out like the names of the great
decisive movements in the human history. Perhaps that time has not yet
come. I suppose if we do not read him now (though many have been formed to
subtlety and wisdom by pouring over his pages) it is because the battles
he fought for us no longer interest us intimately; the very thoroughness
of his victory over superstition and tyranny make dead those issues which
he found alive.
The name of Voltaire, his works, inspires in me, if I can use that
word, a sense of awe, reverence and an unspeakable joy. What a spirit!
– sheer intelligence transmuting anger into fun, fire and light. “A
creature of air and flame, the most excitable that ever lived, composed of
more ethereal and throbbing atoms than those of other men; there is none
whose mental machinery is more delicate, nor whose equilibrium is at the
same time more shifting and more exact.” Imagine a man writing on
everything, and producing a classic nonetheless. “Some men can be prolix
in one small volume; Voltaire is terse through a hundred.” Never was
philosophy phrased so clearly, and with such life. Voltaire writes so well
that one doesn’t realize he is writing philosophy. “My trade is to say
what I think,” said Voltaire; and what he thought was always worth saying,
and what he said was always said incomparably well. He was called the
laughing philosopher. “In Voltaire’s hands, “ said Anatole France, “the
pen runs and laughs.”
François-Marie Arouet, better known by the pen name Voltaire, was a
French Enlightenment writer, essayist, historian, naturalist and
philosopher known for his wit, philosophical sport, and defense of civil
liberties, including freedom of religion. He was an outspoken supporter of
social reform despite strict censorship laws and harsh penalties for those
who broke them. Contemporary with one of the greatest of centuries, he was
the soul and essence of it. To name Voltaire,” said Victor Hugo, “is to
characterize the entire eighteenth century”. Italy had renaissance,
Germany had reformation, but France had Voltaire. His age is also called
the Age of Voltaire or the Age of Reason. Never had a writer in his
lifetime such influence. Despite exile, imprisonment, and suppression of
almost all his books, he forged a path fiercely for his truth until at
last kings, popes and emperors catered to him, thrones trembled before
him, and half the world listened to catch his every word.
You may think that I have placed this man too high. Let me tell you what
Goethe, the great German, said of this man:
"If you wish depth, genius, imagination, taste, reason, sensibility,
philosophy, elevation, originality, nature, intellect, fancy, rectitude,
facility, flexibility, precision, art, abundance, variety, fertility,
warmth, magic, charm, grace, force, an "eagle sweep" of vision, vast
understanding, instruction, rich tone, excellent, urbanity, suavity,
delicacy, correctness, purity, clearness, eloquence, harmony, brilliancy,
rapidity, gaiety, pathos, sublimity and universality, perfection indeed,
behold Voltaire."
“My fear is that I shall die before I have rendered service”, he used to
say; but surely he has done more than his share. The records of his
generosity are endless. Everyone, far or near claimed his good offices,
people consulted him, related the wrongs of which they were victims, and
solicited the help of his pen and credit. Poor people guilty of some
misdemeanor were his especial care; he would secure a pardon for them and
set them up in some honest occupation, meanwhile watching and counseling
them. He fought for many people who were the victims of superstition or
corruption when no one else would. “The little good that I have done”, he
said, “is my best work. When I am attacked I fight like a devil; I yield
to one; but at the bottom I am a good devil, and I end by laughing.”
His Works
Next to Candide, which belongs to a later period of Voltaire's life, the
best of these tales is Zadig. Zadig was a Babylonian philosopher, "as wise
as it is possible for men to be...he knew as much of metaphysics as hath
ever been known in any age, - that is little or nothing at all".In
defending his love, he is wounded in one eye.
"A messenger is dispatched to great Egyptian physician Hermes, who came
with a numerous retinue. He visited Zadig and declared that the patient
would lose his eye. He even foretold the day and hour when this would
happen. "Had it been the right eye", said he, "I could easily have cured
it; but the wounds of the left eye are incurable". All Babylon lamented
the fate of Zadig, and admired the profiund knowledge of Hermes. In two
days, the abscess broke of its own accord, and Zadig was perfectly cured.
Hermes wrote a book to prove that it ought not to have healed. Zadig did
not read it."
Zadig can be read here: http://www.gutenberg.org/files/18972/18972-h/18972-h.htm
Most of Voltaire's other works as well as commentaries on his works and
life can be found at:
http://oll.libertyfund.org/index.php?option=com_staticxt&staticfile=show.php&person=3804
His major works are:
- Candide
- Zadig
- Micromegas
- The Philosophical
Dictionary
- Letters concerning the
English Nation
Contributing Author:
Ashutosh Ghildiyal is a salaried professional based in Mumbai,
India. He was born in Lucknow in 1984, where he completed his schooling.
He completed his graduate studies in New Delhi and his post-graduate
education in Mumbai. He is the author of To Think or Not to Think
and Other stories (Book), various blogs and short stories. Email:
ashutoshghildiyal@hotmail.com
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