[D]ivine Providence... keeps the universe open in every direction to the soul.
If you believe in fate, believe in it, at least, for your good.
Souls are not saved in bundles.
A man is a little thing whilst he works by and for himself, but, when he gives voice to the rules of love and justice, is godlike, his word is current in all countries; and all men, though his enemies, are made his friends and obey it as their own.
The disease with which the human mind now labors is want of faith
Life too near paralyses art.