The weather and my mood have little connection. I have my foggy and my fine days within me; my prosperity or misfortune has little to do with the matter.

The sole cause of man's unhappiness is that he does not know how to stay quietly in his room.

Everyone, without exception, is searching for happiness.

Our senses will not admit anything extreme. Too much noise confuses us, too much light dazzles us, too great distance or nearness prevents vision, too great prolixity or brevity weakens an argument, too much pleasure gives pain, too much accordance annoys.

True eloquence scorns eloquence.

Who can doubt that we exist only to love? Disguise it, in fact, as we will, we love without intermission... We live not a moment exempt from its influence.

Not only do we know God through Jesus Christ, we only know ourselves through Jesus Christ.