Two things control men's nature, instinct and experience.

I feel engulfed in the infinite immensity of spaces whereof I know nothing, and which know nothing of me, I am terrified The eternal silence of these infinite spaces alarms me.

I maintain that, if everyone knew what others said about him, there would not be four friends in the world.

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

The heart has arguments with which the logic of mind is not aquainted.

The multitude which is not brought to act as a unity, is confusion. That unity which has not its origin in the multitude is tyranny.

Too much pleasure disagrees with us. Too many concords are annoying in music; too many benefits irritate us; we wish to have the wherewithal to overpay our debts.