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

Happiness is neither within us, nor without us. It is in the union of ourselves with God.

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

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.

Continuous eloquence wearies. Grandeur must be abandoned to be appreciated. Continuity in everything is unpleasant. Cold is agreeable, that we may get warm.

We have an idea of truth, invincible to all scepticism.

Fashion is a tyrant from which nothing frees us. We must suit ourselves to its fantastic tastes. But being compelled to live under its foolish laws, the wise man is never the first to follow, nor the last to keep it.