"If the objects who serve us feel ecstacy, they are much more often concerned with themselves than with us, and our own enjoyment is consequently impaired. The idea of seeing another person experience …"

"There is no God, Nature sufficeth unto herself; in no wise hath she need of an author."

"What are all the pleasures of the senses compared to the infinite joys of the spirit?"

"When we die, we die. No more."

"Never yield to remorse, it is a cowardly feeling."