Brave Deeds Are Wasted When

It Is The Heart Which Perceives God And Not The Reason. That Is What Faith Is: God Perceived By The Heart, Not By The Reason.

What A Chimaera Then Is Man, What A Novelty, What A Monster, What Chaos, What A Subject Of Contradiction, What A Prodigy! Judge Of All Things, Yet An Imbecile Earthworm; Depository Of Truth, Yet A Sewer Of Uncertainty And Error; Pride And Refuse Of The Universe. Who Shall Resolve This Tangle?

Admiration Spoils All From Infancy.

Thinking Too Little About Things Or Thinking Too Much Both Make Us Obstinate And Fanatical.

Man Is But A Reed, The Most Feeble Thing In Nature, But He Is A Thinking Reed.