My friend Maher told me about this interesting French figure. Actually I didn’t recognize the name at all, untill I saw the poster of a movie that talked about this poet. I remembered the scene where the ugly poet hides behind the bushes, and tells a handsome young man romantic words to woe the beautiful lady… That’s him (supposedly). He was a great poet,,,, but with a big nose…
Cyrano de Bergerac (6 March 1619 – 28 July 1655) was a French dramatist and duellist born in Paris, who is now best remembered for the many works of fiction which have been woven around his life story.
His works are very ‘unique’.
Here is a quote:
Even if a king defeats his enemy in battle, that still doesn’t settle anything. There are other, less numerous armies of philosophers and scientists, and their contests determine the true triumph or defeat of nations.
One scholar is matched with another; one creative mind with another; and one judicious temperament with his counterpart. A victory won on that field counts for three won by force of arms.