Even By Means Of Our Sorrows We

All Political Arrangements, In That They Have To Bring A Variety Of Widely-discordant Interests Into Unity And Harmony, Necessarily Occasion Manifold Collisions. From These Collisions Spring Misproportions Between Men's Desires And Their Powers; And From These, Transgressions. The More Active The State Is, The Greater Is The Number Of These.

Fancy Brings Us As Many Vain Hopes As Idle Fears.

It Is An Absolutely Vain Endeavor To Attempt To Reconstruct Or Even Comprehend The Nature Of A Human Being By Simply Knowing The Forces Which Have Acted Upon Him. However Deeply We Should Like To Penetrate, However Close We Seem To Be Drawing To Truth, One Unknown Quantity Eludes Us: Man's Primordial Energy, His Original Self, That Personality Which Was Given Him With The Gift Of Life Itself. On It Rests Man's True Freedom; It Alone Determines His Real Character.

We Cannot Assume The Injustice Of Any Actions Which Only Create Offense, And Especially As Regards Religion And Morals. He Who Utters Or Does Anything To Wound The Conscience And Moral Sense Of Others, May Indeed Act Immorally; But, So Long As He Is Not Guilty Of Being Importunate, He Violates No Right.

Man Is Naturally More Disposed To Beneficent Than Selfish Actions. This We Learn Even From The History Of Savages. The Domestic Virtues Have Something In Them So Inviting And Genial, And The Public Virtues Of The Citizen Something So Grand And Inspiring, That Even He Who Is Barely Uncorrupted, Is Seldom Able To Resist Their Charm.