You find yourself in the world, without any power, immovable as a rock, stupid, so to speak, as a log of wood.

Do not fear lest you should meditate too much upon Him and speak of Him in an unworthy way, providing you are led by faith. Do not fear lest you should entertain false opinions of Him so long as they are in conformity with the notion of the infinitely perfect Being.

One should assiduously pursue perfection without ever claiming to attain it.

You cannot of yourself move your arm or alter your position, situation, posture, do to other men good or evil, or effect the least change in the world.

Just as our eyes need light in order to see, our minds need ideas in order to create.

We are rational creatures: Our virtue and perfection is to love reason, or rather to love order.

I love good and pleasure, I hate evil and pain, I want to be happy and I am not mistaken in believing, that people, angels and even demons have those same inclinations.