All the persecutors declare against each other mortal war, while the philosopher, oppressed by them all, contents himself with pitying them.

When he to whom one speaks does not understand, and he who speaks himself does not understand, that is Metaphysics.

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

Independence in the end is the fruit of injustice.

The harmony of a concert, to which you listen with delight, must have on certain classes of minute animals the effect of terrible thunder; perhaps it kills them.

If you want good laws, burn those you have and make new ones.

Happiness is not the portion of man.