The monster, fanaticism, still exists, and whoever seeks after truth will run the risk of being persecuted.

It is not a mistress I have lost but half of myself, a soul for which my soul seems to have been made.

History should be written as philosophy.

Our wretched species is so made that those who walk on the well-trodden path always throw stones at those who are showing a new road.

If we do not exert the right of eating our neighbor, it is because we have other means of making good cheer

The abuse of grace is affectation, as the abuse of the sublime is absurdity; all perfection is nearly a fault.

Those who are absent, by its means become present; it [mail] is the consolation of life.