Chess is the gymnasium of the mind.

Those who are clever in imagination are far more pleased with themselves than prudent men could reasonably be.

Vanity is so anchored in the heart of man that a soldier, a soldier's servant, a cook, a porter brags and wishes to have his admirers. Even philosophers wish for them. Those who write against vanity want to have the glory of having written well; and those who read it desire the glory of having read it. I who write this have perhaps this desire, and perhaps those who will read it.

For after all what is man in nature? A nothing in relation to infinity, all in relation to nothing, a central point between nothing and all and infinitely far from understanding either. The ends of things and their beginnings are impregnably concealed from him in an impenetrable secret. He is equally incapable of seeing the nothingness out of which he was drawn and the infinite in which he is engulfed.

Philosophers.-We are full of things which take us out of ourselves.

Eloquence is a painting of thought; and thus those who, after having painted it, add something more, make a picture instead of a portrait.

The God of the infinite is the God of the infinitesimal.