Ideas never lack for words. It is words that lack ideas.
Old age deprives the intelligent man only of qualities useless to wisdom.
The breath of the mind is attention.
We know God easily, if we do not constrain ourselves to define him.
The lively phraseology of Montesquieu was the result of long meditation. His words, as light as wings, bear on them grave reflections.
Heaven is for those who think of it.