Men fed upon carnage, and drinking strong drinks, have all an impoisoned and acrid blood which drives them mad in a hundred different ways.

He wanted to know how they prayed to God in El Dorado. "We do not pray to him at all," said the reverend sage. "We have nothing to ask of him. He has given us all we want, and we give him thanks continually.

Religion may be purified. This great work was begun two hundred years ago: but men can only bear light to come in upon them by degrees.

History in general is a collection of crimes, follies, and misfortunes among which we have now and then met with a few virtues, and some happy times.

The more he became truly wise, the more he distrusted everything he knew.

The truths of religion are never so well understood as by those who have lost the power of reason.

‎Life is a shipwreck, but we must not forget to sing in the lifeboats.