What for others is style, for me is soul.

Our reason arises, at the very least, from this twofold lesson of sensuous revelations and human testimonies.

Thus the public use of reason and freedom is nothing but a dessert, a sumptuous dessert.

The weakness of ourselves and of our reason makes us see flaws in beauties by making us consider everything piece by piece.

Everything the human being heard from the beginning, saw with its eyes, looked upon and touched with its hands was a living word; for God was the word.

Everything is vain and tortures the spirit instead of calming and satisfying it.

The farther reason looks the greater is the haze in which it loses itself.