I have never made but one prayer to God, a very short one: 'O Lord make my enemies ridiculous.' And God granted it.

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

It has taken seas of blood to drown the idol of despotism, but the English do not think they bought their laws too dearly.

How inexpressible is the meanness of being a hypocrite! how horrible is it to be a mischievous and malignant hypocrite.

It is far better to be silent than merely to increase the quantity of bad books.

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

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.