What use is it to us to hear it said of a man that he has thrown off the yoke that he does not believe there is a God to watch over his actions, that he reckons himself the sole master of his behavior, and that he does not intend to give an account of it to anyone but himself?

The mind has its arrangement; it proceeds from principles to demonstrations. The heart has a different mode of proceeding.

The knowledge of God is very far from the love of Him.

We run heedlessly into the abyss after putting something in front of us to stop us from seeing it.

Imagination cannot make fools wise, but it makes them happy, as against reason, which only makes its friends wretched: one covers them with glory, the other with shame.

The past and present are only our means; the future is always our end. Thus we never really live, but only hope to live.

We like to be deceived.