Epicurus summed up his liberating philosophy with what he called the four medicinal herbs: The gods are not to be feared. Death is nothing to worry about. Good is easy to attain. The fearful is easy to endure.
In the matter of cooking ducks, I am in violent opposition to the pretendedly Epicurean school of raw bloody duck whisked through a duck press. The advice to " run your duck through a very hot oven" leaves me shuddering.
" No, my dear, no, I can't, " the amiable Epicurean replied, while a smile of welcome played about his rosy cheeks, showing a glimpse of shiny teeth, half hidden by his silky moustache.
Some people compare this to Epicurus, that we're never going to understand the big things, don't create problems for yourself, but it's still, you can enjoy the moment as it comes.
But there's a higher-minded Epicureanism, which is that, oh, we're going to listen to the best music, look at the best art, consider the best philosophy, all this stuff, you know.
Although Epicurus was less of a thrill-seeker than his hedonism implies. For Epicurus the best human condition was a state which he called ataraxia, meaning tranquility.
A leading corpuscularian of the 17th century, Pierre Gassandy was not coincidentally also a scholar of Epicureanism, an ancient philosophical school that espoused atomism.