The way to become boring is to say everything.

Historians are gossips who tease the dead

Why, since we are always complaining of our ills, are we constantly employed in redoubling them?

It would be very singular that all nature, all the planets, should obey eternal laws, and that there should be a little animal five feet high, who, in contempt of these laws, could act as he pleased, solely according to his caprice.

Once the people begin to reason, all is lost

It is ourselves alone that make our days lucky or unlucky. Away, then, with a vain prejudice, the invention of the priesthood, which has been transmitted by our ancestors to an ignorant people.

To pray to God is to flatter oneself that with words one can alter nature.