Can anything be stupider than that a man has the right to kill me because he lives on the other side of a river and his ruler has a quarrel with mine, though I have not quarrelled with him?
Time heals griefs and quarrels, for we change and are no longer the same persons. Neither the offender nor the offended are any more themselves.
Imagination decides everything.
Even those who write against fame wish for the fame of having written well, and those who read their works desire the fame of having read them.
The immortality of the soul is a matter which is of so great consequence to us and which touches us so profoundly that we must have lost all feeling to be indifferent about it.
Concupiscence and force are the source of all our actions; concupiscence causes voluntary actions, force involuntary ones.
All men’s miseries derive from not being able to sit in a quiet room alone.
Thus so wretched is man that he would weary even without any cause for weariness… and so frivolous is he that, though full of a thousand reasons for weariness, the least thing, such as playing billiards or hitting a ball, is sufficient enough to amuse him.
That we must love one God only is a thing so evident that it does not require miracles to prove it.
In faith there is enough light for those who want to believe and enough shadows to blind those who don’t.