Man is obviously made for thinking. Therein lies all his dignity and his merit; and his whole duty is to think as he ought.

Man's sensitivity to the little things and insensitivity to the greatest are the signs of a strange disorder.

How I hate this folly of not believing in the Eucharist, etc.! If the gospel be true, if Jesus Christ be God, what difficulty is there?

The greatness of man is so evident that it is even proved by his wretchedness. For what in animals is nature, we call in man wretchedness--by which we recognize that, his nature being now like that of animals, he has fallen from a better nature which once was his.

Love has reasons which reason cannot understand.

All the dignity of man consists in thought. Thought is therefore by its nature a wonderful and incomparable thing. It must have strange defects to be contemptible. But it has such, so that nothing is more ridiculous. How great it is in its nature! How vile it is in its defects! But what is this thought? How foolish it is!

All the unhappiness of men arises from one single fact, that they cannot stay quietly in their own chamber.