The wedlocks of minds will be greater than that of bodies.

Almost all Christians being wretchedly enslaved to blindness and ignorance, which the priests are so far from preventing or removing, that they blacken the darkness, and promote the delusion: wisely foreseeing that the people (like cows, which never give down their milk so well as when they are gently stroked), would part with less if they knew more.

The entire world is my temple, and a very fine one too, if I'm not mistaken, and I'll never lack priests to serve it as long as there are men.

Reflection is a flower of the mind, giving out wholesome fragrance; but revelry is the same flower, when rank and running to seed.

I put up with this church, in the hope that one day it will become better, just as it is constrained to put up with me in the hope that I will become better.

What passes out of one's mouth passes into a hundred ears. It is a great misfortune not to have sense enough to speak well.

Many times what cannot be refuted by arguments can be parried by laughter.