To love is to be delighted by the happiness of someone, or to experience pleasure upon the happiness of another. I define this as true love.

[Alternate translation:] The Divine Spirit found a sublime outlet in that wonder of analysis, that portent of the ideal world, that amphibian between being and not-being, which we call the imaginary root of negative unity.

God's relation to spirits is not like that of a craftsman to his work, but also like that of a prince to his subjects.

Music is the pleasure the human mind experiences from counting without being aware that it is counting.

We live in the best of all possible worlds

He who hasn't tasted bitter things hasn't earned sweet things.

The pleasure we obtain from music comes from counting, but counting unconsciously. Music is nothing but unconscious arithmetic.