Happiness lies neither in vice nor in virtue; but in the manner we appreciate the one and the other, and the choice we make pursuant to our individual organization.

God strung up his own son like a side of veal. I shudder to think what he would do to me.

There is no God, Nature sufficeth unto herself; in no wise hath she need of an author.

Let not your zeal to share your principles entice you beyond your borders.

It is only by enlarging the scope of one’s tastes and one’s fantasies, by sacrificing everything to pleasure, that the unfortunate individual called Man, thrown despite himself into this sad world, can succeed in gathering a few roses among life’s thorns

Crime is the soul of lust. What would pleasure be if it were not accompanied by crime? It is not the object of debauchery that excites us, rather the idea of evil.

The impossibility of outraging nature is the greatest anguish man can know.