Lust is the source of all our actions, and humanity.

The last act is bloody, however pleasant all the rest of the play is: a little earth is thrown at last upon our head, and that is the end forever.

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

The only shame is to have none.

Justice and power must be brought together, so that whatever is just may be powerful, and whatever is powerful may be just.

If we dreamed the same thing every night, it would affect us much as the objects we see every day. And if a common workman were sure to dream every night for twelve hours that he was a king, I believe he would be almost as happy as a king who should dream every night for twelve hours on end that he was a common workman.

Not the zeal alone of those who seek Him proves God, but the blindness of those who seek Him not.