... the atheists, libertines, despisers of religion ... that is to say all those who usually pass under the name of Free-thinkers.

What some people invent the rest enlarge.

Censure is the tax a man pays to the public for being eminent.

We have enough religion to make us hate, but not enough to make us love one another.

That the universe was formed by a fortuitous concourse of atoms, I will no more believe than that the accidental jumbling of the alphabet would fall into a most ingenious treatise of philosophy.

As love without esteem is capricious and volatile; esteem without love is languid and cold.

A stander-by may sometimes, perhaps, see more of the game than he that plays it.