It Is Not Reason Which Is The

Human Happiness Seems To Consist In Three Ingredients: Action, Pleasure And Indolence.

I Do Not Have Enough Faith To Believe There Is No God.

I Say Then, That Belief Is Nothing But A More Vivid, Lively, Forcible, Firm, Steady Conception Of An Object, Than What The Imagination Alone Is Ever Able To Attain. This Variety Of Terms, Which May Seem So Unphilosophical, Is Intended Only To Express That Act Of The Mind, Which Renders Realities, Or What Is Taken For Such, More Present To Us Than Fictions, Causes Them To Weigh More In The Thought, And Gives Them A Superior Influence On The Passions And Imagination.

I Never Asserted Such An Absurd Thing As That Things Arise Without A Cause.

Eloquence, When In Its Highest Pitch, Leaves Little Room For Reason Or Reflection.