The man visited by ecstasies and visions, who takes dreams for realities is an enthusiast; the man who supports his madness with murder is a fanatic.
For seventeen hundred years the Christian sect has done nothing but harm.
Appreciation is a wonderful thing: It makes what is excellent in others belong to us as well.
What can I hope when all is right?
Ideas are like beards; men do not have them until they grow up.
Minds differ still more than faces.