Our soul is cast into a body, where it finds number, time, dimension. Thereupon it reasons, and calls this nature necessity, and can believe nothing else.
It is superstitious to put one's hopes in formalities, but arrogant to refuse to submit to them.
We must learn our limits. We are all something, but none of us are everything.
(Man,) the glory and the scandal of the universe.
We have an idea of truth, invincible to all scepticism.
The strength of a man's virtue should not be measured by his special exertions, but by his habitual acts.