A Quote by Voltaire

Indeed, history is nothing more than a tableau of crimes and misfortunes. — © Voltaire
Indeed, history is nothing more than a tableau of crimes and misfortunes.
History is but the record of crimes and misfortunes. L'histoire n'est que le tableau des crimes et des malheurs
History is indeed little more than the register of the crimes, follies, and misfortunes of mankind.
Antoninus diffused order and tranquility over the greatest part of the earth. His reign is marked by the rare advantage of furnishing very few materials for history; which is, indeed, little more than the register of the crimes, follies, and misfortunes of mankind.
History is little more than the register of the crimes, follies, and misfortunes of mankind.
Properly speaking, history is nothing but the crimes and misfortunes of the human race.
History is only the register of crimes and misfortunes.
History in general is a collection of crimes, follies, and misfortunes among which we have now and then met with a few virtues, and some happy times.
I believe, indeed, that it is more laudable to suffer great misfortunes than to do great things.
It would indeed be a tragedy if the history of the human race proved to be nothing more than the story of an ape playing with a box of matches on a petrol dump.
During misfortunes, nothing aggravates our condition more, than to be esteemed deserving of them.
History, in fact, is no more than a list of the crimes of humanity, human follies and accidents
There is nothing more lonely than eternity. And nothing is more cozy for us than to be a human being. This indeed is another contradiction-how can we keep the bonds of our humanness and still venture gladly and purposefully into the absolute loneliness of eternity?
We feel public misfortunes just so far as they affect our private circumstances, and nothing of this nature appeals more directly to us than the loss of money.
Crimes were committed to punish crimes, and crimes were committed to prevent crimes. The world has been filled with prisons and dungeons, with chains and whips, with crosses and gibbets, with thumbscrews and racks, with hangmen and heads-men — and yet these frightful means and instrumentalities have committed far more crimes than they have prevented.... Ignorance, filth, and poverty are the missionaries of crime. As long as dishonorable success outranks honest effort — as long as society bows and cringes before the great thieves, there will be little ones enough to fill the jails.
Gardens do offer a temporal tableau and certainly mean differently in different eras and indeed geographies (think of the formal gardens in France).
For the credit of virtue we must admit that the greatest misfortunes of men are those into which they fall through their crimes.
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