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.

The last thing that we find in making a book is to know what we must put first.

What a chimera then is man. What a novelty! What a monster... what a contradiction, what a prodigy

Why God has instituted Prayer:— To communicate to his creatures the dignity of causation.

Must we kill to prevent there being any wicked? This is to make both parties wicked instead of one.

I can approve of those only who seek in tears for happiness.

The only thing which consoles for our miseries is diversion, and yet this is the greatest of our miseries. For it is this which principally hinders us from reflecting upon ourselves and which makes us imperceptibly ruin ourselves.