In the works of man, everything is as poor as its author; vision is confined, means are limited, scope is restricted, movements are labored, and results are humdrum.

The great fault in women is to desire to be like men.

The concept of number is the obvious distinction between the beast and man. Thanks to number, the cry becomes a song, noise acquires rhythm, the spring is transformed into a dance, force becomes dynamic, and outlines figures.

If there was no moral evil upon earth, there would be no physical evil.

Genius does not seem to derive any great support from syllogisms. Its carriage is free; its manner has a touch of inspiration. We see it come, but we never see it walk.

I don't know what a scoundrel is like, but I know what a respectable man is like, and it's enough to make one's flesh creep.

There is no philosophy without the art of ignoring objections.