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Nicolas Chamfort (6 April 1741 - 13 April 1794) was a French writer, best known for his witty epigrams and aphorisms. He was secretary of Louis XIV's sister, and of the Jacobin club.



He was born Nicolas-Sébastien Roch, Clermont-Ferrand, Puy-de-Dôme, according to a baptismal certificate found among his papers, to a grocer named Nicolas. A journey to Paris resulted in the boy's obtaining a bursary at the Collège des Grassins (a secondary school). He worked hard, although one of his most contemptuous epigrams reads: Ce que j'ai appris je ne le sais plus; le peu que je sais encore, je l'ai deviné ("What I learned I no longer know; the little I still know, I guessed"). When the principal of the College promised Chamfort a benefice, he replied that he could not accept because he preferred honour to honours, j'aime l'honneur et non les honneurs. About this time he assumed the name of Chamfort.

For some time he subsisted by teaching and hack writing. His good looks and ready wit brought him attention; but, though endowed with immense physical strength—Madame de Craon called him "Hercule sous la figure d'Adonis"--he lived so hard that he was glad to have the opportunity to do a cure at Spa when the Belgian minister in Paris, M. van Eyck, invited Chamfort to accompany him to Germany in 1761. On his return to Paris, Chamfort produced a successful comedy, La Jeune Indienne (1764), following it with a series of epistles in verse, essays and odes. However, his literary reputation was not established until 1769, when the Académie française awarded him a prize for his Eloge on Molière.

Until then, he lived from hand to mouth, mainly on the hospitality of people who gave him board and lodging in exchange for the pleasure of the conversation for which he was famous. Madame Helvétius entertained him at Sévres for some years. In 1770, another comedy, Le Marchand de Smyrne, brought him further notice, and he seemed on the road to fame and fortune, when illness struck. A generous friend gave him a pension of 1200 livres, charged on the Mercure de France. Thus assisted, he was able to go to the baths of Contrexéville and to spend some time in the country, where he wrote an Eloge on La Fontaine which won the prize of the Academy of Marseilles in 1774.

In 1775, while taking the waters at Barges, he met the duchesse de Grammont, sister of Choiseul, through whose influence he was introduced at court. In 1776, his tragedy, Mustapha et Zeangir, was played at Fontainebleau before Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette. Subsequently, the king gave him a further pension of 1200 livres and his cousin, the Prince de Condé, made him his secretary. Disliking the constraints of court life, he became increasingly discontented, and after a year he resigned his post in the prince's household and retired to Auteuil. There, comparing the authors of old with his contemporaries, he uttered the famous mot that proclaims the superiority of the dead over the living as companions; and there too he fell in love. The lady, attached to the household of the duchesse du Maine, was 48 years old, but also clever, amusing, and a woman of the world. Chamfort married her. They soon moved to Vaucouleurs, where she died within six months. Chamfort lived in Holland for a time with M. de Narbonne, then returned to Paris where he was elected in 1781 to the Academy Francaise.

He was a member of the Masonic lodge Les Neuf Sœurs.

In 1784, through the influence of Calonne, he became secretary to the king's sister, Madame Élisabeth, and in 1786 he received a pension of 2000 livres from the royal treasury. He was thus once more attached to the court, and made himself friends despite his unalterable irony. He quit the court for good after an unfortunate and mysterious love affair, and was taken into the house of M. de Vaudreuil. Here, in 1783, he met Honoré Mirabeau, with whom he remained steadfast friends, whom he assisted with money and influence, and at least one of whose speeches he wrote.

The outbreak of the French Revolution profoundly changed Chamfort's life. Theoretically a republican, he threw himself into the new movement with almost fanatical ardour, forgetting his old friends at court and devoting his entire small fortune to revolutionary propaganda. He became a street orator and was among the first to enter the Bastille when it was stormed. Until 3 August 1791 he was secretary of the Jacobin club. He worked for the Mercure de France, collaborated with Pierre-Louis Ginguené in the Feuille villageoise, and drew up for Talleyrand his Addresse au peuple français.

With the reign of Marat and Robespierre, however, he became critical of uncompromising Jacobinism, and with the fall of the Girondins his political life came to an end. But he could not restrain the tongue that had made him famous; he no more spared the Convention than he had spared the court. His notorious republicanism failed to excuse the sarcasms he lavished on the new order of things. Fingered by an assistant in the Bibliothèque Nationale, to a share in the direction of which he had been appointed by Jean Marie Roland, he was taken to the prison des Madelonnettes. Soon after his release, he was threatened again with arrest, but he decided that death was preferable to a repetition of the moral and physical restraint to which he had been subjected.


Chamfort is the very exemplar of the botched suicide. Unable to tolerate the prospect of being imprisoned once more, in September 1793 he locked himself into his office and shot himself in the face. The pistol malfunctioned and he did not die even though he shot off his nose and part of his jaw. He then repeatedly stabbed his neck with a paper cutter, but failed to cut an artery. He finally used the paper cutter to stab himself in the chest. He dictated to those who came to arrest him the well-known declaration Moi, Sebastien-Roch Nicolas de Chamfort, déclare avoir voulu mourir en homme libre plutôt que d'être reconduit en esclave dans une maison d'arrêt which he signed in a firm hand and in his own blood. His butler found him unconscious in a pool of blood. From then until his death at Paris the following year, he suffered intensely and was attended to by a gendarme, whom he paid a crown a day.

To the Abbé Sieyès Chamfort had given fortune in the title of a pamphlet (Qu'est-ce que le Tiers-État ? Tout. Qu'a-t-il ? Rien), and Sieyès was likewise the person to whom he told his famous sarcastic bon mot Ah ! mon ami, je m'en vais enfin de ce monde, où il faut que le cœur se brise ou se bronze. Thus the maker of constitutions followed the dead wit to the grave.


The writings of Chamfort include comedies, political articles, literary criticisms, portraits, letters, and verses. His Maximes et Pensées, highly praised by John Stuart Mill, are, after those of La Rochefoucauld, among the most brilliant and suggestive sayings of the modern era. His aphorisms, less systematic and psychologically less important than those of La Rochefoucauld, are as significant in their violence and iconoclastic spirit of the period of storm and preparation that gave them birth as the Réflexions in their exquisite restraint and elaborate subtlety are characteristic of the tranquil elegance of their epoch. Moreover, they have the advantage of richness of colour, picturesqueness of phrase, passion, and audacity. Sainte-Beuve compares them to well-minted coins that retain their value, and to keen arrows that arrivent brusquement et sifflent encore. Although situated at the exact opposite of the political spectrum (see French Revolution) the maxims of Antoine de Rivarol are among those that easily compare in acidity and brilliance; they mark the remnants of debate in a cruel era as hard against none too soft.


  • Praise of Molière, crowned (1769);
  • The Fountain of Praise (1774);
  • The young Indian (1764); La Jeune Indienne: Comédie en Un Acte Et en Vers. Princeton University Press. 1945.  
  • The Merchant of Smythe, comedy;
  • Mustapha and Zéangir, tragedy.[1]

Collected works

  • By Pierre Louis GINGUENE, 1795, 4 vols.
  • Sébastien-Roch-Nicolas Chamfort (1968). P R Auguis. ed. Oeuvres complètes de Chamfort. Slatkine.   (original edition Mr. Auguis, 1824, 5 vol.)
  • Sébastien-Roch-Nicolas Chamfort (1969). Products of the perfected civilization: selected writings of Chamfort. Translator William Stanley Merwin. Macmillan.  


  1. ^ Dictionnaire Bouillet

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Preceded by
Jean-Baptiste de Lacurne de Sainte-Palaye
Seat 6
Académie française
Succeeded by
Pierre-Louis Roederer

This article incorporates text from the Encyclopædia Britannica, Eleventh Edition, a publication now in the public domain.

This article incorporates information from the equivalent article on the French Wikipedia.


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Nicolas Chamfort (1741 – April 13, 1794), born Nicolas-Sébastien Roch, was a French writer.


  • L'amour, tel qu'il existe dans la société, n'est que l'échange de deux fantaisies et le contact de deux épidermes.
    • Maximes et pensées, nr. 359. Translation: Love, as it exists in society, is nothing but the exchange of two fantasies and the contact of two skins.
  • La plus perdue de toutes les journées est celle où l'on n'a pas ri
    • Maximes et pensées". Translation: The most completely wasted of all days is that in which we have not laughed.
  • Quiconque n'a pas de caractère n'est pas un homme, c'est une chose.
    • Maximes et pensées". Translation: Anyone who has no character is not a man, but a thing.
  • Eminence without merit earns deference without esteem.
    • Maximes et pensées (1805)
  • The only thing that stops God sending a second Flood is that the first one was useless.
    • Characters and Anecdotes book, 1771
  • We must start human society from scratch; as Francis Bacon said, we must recreate human understanding.
    • "Reflections and Anecdotes", nr. 264 (Douglas Parmée translation)
  • La pensée console de tout et remédie à tout. Si quelquefois elle vous fait du mal, demandez-lui le reméde du mal qu'elle vous a fait, elle vous le donnera.
    • Samuel Beckett: Collected Poems 161-163. Translation: "Ask of all-healing, all-consoling thought/Salve and solace for the woe it wrought."
  • Most anthologists of poetry or quotations are like those who eat cherries or oysters, first picking the best and ending by eating everything.
    • Maximes et anecdotes (1795)
  • And so I leave this world, where the heart must either break or turn to lead.
    • Suicide note


  • Le bonheur n’est pas chose aisée, il est très difficile de le trouver en nous et impossible de le trouver ailleurs.
    • Translation: Happiness is not easily won; it is hard to find it in ourselves, and impossible to find it elsewhere.
  • Said a man ingenuously to one of his friends: "This morning we condemned three men to death. Two of them definitely deserved it."
  • "Swallow a toad in the morning and you will encounter nothing more disgusting the rest of the day." Source: Journalist Mark Stevens, NYC

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