All men have happiness as their object: there is no exception. However different the means they employ, they all aim at the same end.

If we examine our thoughts, we shall find them always occupied with the past or the future.

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

The war existing between the senses and reason.

All err the more dangerously because each follows a truth. Their mistake lies not in following a falsehood but in not following another truth.

Let no one say that I have said nothing new... the arrangement of the subject is new. When we play tennis, we both play with the same ball, but one of us places it better.

What use is it to us to hear it said of a man that he has thrown off the yoke that he does not believe there is a God to watch over his actions, that he reckons himself the sole master of his behavior, and that he does not intend to give an account of it to anyone but himself?