Men seek rest in a struggle against difficulties; and when they have conquered these, rest becomes insufferable.

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

Our nature lies in movement; complete calm is death.

The struggle alone pleases us, not the victory.

Kind words produce their images on men's souls.

Dull minds are never either intuitive or mathematical.

Now, if the passions had no hold on us, a week and a hundred years would amount to the same.