If this life is unhappy, it is a burden to us, which it is difficult to bear; if it is in every respect happy, it is dreadful to be deprived of it; so that in either case the result is the same, for we must exist in anxiety and apprehension.

Life is a kind of sleep: old men sleep longest, nor begin to wake but when they are to die.

Days, months, years fly away, and irrecoverably sink in the abyss of time.

Logic is the technique by which we add conviction to truth.

The regeneration of society is the regeneration of society by individual education.

The same common sense which makes an author write good things, makes him dread they are not good enough to deserve reading.

The pleasure we feel in criticizing robs us from being moved by very beautiful things.