The ear is the avenue to the heart.

Before receiving your instruction, I must tell you what happened to me one day. I had just had a closet built at the end of my garden. I heard a mole arguing with a cockchafer; 'Here's a fine structure,' said the mole, 'it must have been a very powerful mole who did this work.' 'You're joking,' said the cockchafer; 'it's a cockchafer full of genius who is the architect of this building.' From that moment I resolved never to argue.

A circumstance which has always appeared wonderful to me, is that such sublime discoveries should have been made by the sole assistance of a quadrant and a little arithmetic.

Paradise was made for tender hearts; hell, for loveless hearts.

Luxury has been railed at for two thousand years, in verse and in prose, and it has always been loved.

Christianity is the most ridiculous, the most absurd and bloody religion that has ever infected the world.

This poem will never reach its destination. On Rousseau's Ode To Posterity