It's Easier To Be Original And Foolish

The Monad, Of Which We Shall Speak Here, Is Nothing But A Simple Substance Which Enters Into Compounds; Simple, That Is To Say, Without Parts.

In My Judgment An Organic Machine New To Nature Never Arises, Since It Always Contains An Infinity Of Organs So That It Can Express, In Its Own Way, The Whole Universe; Indeed, It Always Contains All Past And Present Times.

There Is No Way In Which A Simple Substance Could Begin In The Course Of Nature, Since It Cannot Be Formed By Means Of Compounding.

I Do Not Conceive Of Any Reality At All As Without Genuine Unity.

There Are Two Famous Labyrinths Where Our Reason Very Often Goes Astray. One Concerns The Great Question Of The Free And The Necessary, Above All In The Production And The Origin Of Evil. The Other Consists In The Discussion Of Continuity, And Of The Indivisibles Which Appear To Be The Elements Thereof, And Where The Consideration Of The Infinite Must Enter In.