A new word, for me, comes in a set of three, so my third encounter with "pococurante" was inevitable. Here it is in Candide:

"Oh! What a superior man!" said Candide under his breath. "What a great genius this Pococurante is! Nothing can please him."

After they had thus reviewed all his books they went down into the garden. Candide praised all its beauties.

"I have never met anything more tasteless," said their owner. "We have nothing but gewgaws; but tomorrow I shall begin to plant on a more noble plan."

When the two visitors had taken farewell of his Excellency, Candide said to Martin: "Now you will admit that he is the happiest of men, for he is superior to everything he possesses."

"Do you not see," said Martin, "that he is disgusted with everything he possesses? Plato said long ago that the best stomachs are not those which refuse all food."

"But," said Candide, "is there not pleasure in criticising, in finding faults where other men think they see beauty?"

"That is to say," answered Martin, "that there is pleasure in not being pleased."

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National Audubon Society re-enters the shade-grown coffee marketing arena, in association with the Rogers coffee companies and the Rainforest Alliance.

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