Even in those cities which seem to enjoy the blessings of peace, and where the arts florish, the inhabitants are devoured by envy, cares and anxieties, which are greater plagues than any expirienced in a town when it is under siege.

I hold firmly to my original views. After all I am a philosopher.

To believe in God is impossible not to believe in Him is absurd.

Man is free the moment he wants to be.

We know that all the arts are brothers, that each of them illuminates another, and that a universal light results.

We are all full of weakness and errors; let us mutually pardon each other our follies - it is the first law of nature.

Time, which alone makes the reputation of men, ends by making their defects respectable.