He only is rich who owns the day.

By the irresistible maturing of the general mind, the Christian traditions have lost their hold.

When we attempt to define and describe God, both language and thought desert us, and we are as helpless as fools and savages.

The dice of God are always loaded.

I am become a transparent eyeball.

The merit of those who fill a space in the world's history, who are borne forward, as it were, by the weight of thousands whom they lead, shed a perfume less sweet than do the sacrifices of private virtue.

Give me health and a day, and I will make the pomp of emperors ridiculous.