Melancholy characterizes those with a superb sense of the sublime.

Man must be disciplined, for he is by nature raw and wild.

Why were a few, or a single one, made at all, if only to exist in order to be made eternally miserable, which is infinitely worse than non-existence?

How then is perfection to be sought? Wherein lies our hope? In education, and in nothing else.

It is by his activities and not by enjoyment that man feels he is alive. In idleness we not only feel that life is fleeting, but we also feel lifeless.

Beneficence is a duty.

Reason should investigate its own parameters before declaring its omniscience.