Jesus wept; Voltaire smiled. From that divine tear and from that human smile is derived the grace of present civilization.

The memory of an absent person shines in the deepest recesses of the heart, shining the more brightly the more wholly its object has vanished: a light on the horizon of the despairing, darkened spirit; a star gleaming in our inward night.

It is most pleasant to commit a just action which is disagreeable to someone whom one does not like.

I see black light (his last words)

To crush out fanaticism and revere the infinite, such is the law. Let us not confine ourselves to falling prostrate beneath the tree of creation and contemplating its vast ramifications full of stars. We have a duty to perform, to cultivate the human soul, to defend mystery against miracle, to adore the incomprehensible and to reject the absurd; to admit nothing that is inexplicable excepting what is necessary, to purify faith and obliterate superstition from the face of religion, to remove the vermin from the garden of God.

There is but one way of refusing To-morrow, that is to die.

To rise from error to truth is rare and beautiful.