What education is to the individual, revelation is to the whole human race.

How can such deep-imprinted images sleep in us at times, till a word, a sound, awake them?

It is not children only that one feeds with fairy tales.

Pleasures, riches, honor and joy are sure to have care, disgrace, adversity and affliction in their train. There is no pleasure without pain, no joy without sorrow. O the folly of expecting lasting felicity in a vale of tears, or a paradise in a ruined world.

Why should not every individual man have existed more than once upon this world? Why should I not come back as often as I am capable of acquiring fresh knowledge? Is this hypothesis so laughable merely because it is the oldest? Because the human understanding, before the sophistries of the schools had dissipated and debilitated it, lighted upon it at once?

A heretic is a man who sees with his own eyes

Nothing under the sun is ever accidental.