Be attentive, feel nothing in vain, measure and compare: this is the whole law of philosophy.

It is almost everywhere the case that soon after it is begotten the greater part of human wisdom is laid to rest in repositories.

Here take back the stuff that I am, nature, knead it back into the dough of being, make of me a bush, a cloud, whatever you will, even a man, only no longer make me.

Nowadays three witty turns of phrase and a lie make a writer.

To grow wiser means to learn to know better and better the faults to which this instrument with which we feel and judge can be subject.

After all, is our idea of God anything more than personified incomprehensibility?

Imagine the world so greatly magnified that particles of light look like twenty-four-pound cannon balls.