The war existing between the senses and reason.

If ignorance were bliss, he'd be a blister

The last function of reason is to recognize that there are an infinity of things which surpass it.

There is nothing that we can see on earth which does not either show the wretchedness of man or the mercy of God. One either sees the powerlessness of man without God, or the strength of man with God.

Happiness can be found neither in ourselves nor in external things, but in God and in ourselves as united to him.

What are our natural principles but principles of custom?

Losses are comparative; imagination only makes them of any moment.