Justice And Truth Are Two Such Subtle

Now, If The Passions Had No Hold On Us, A Week And A Hundred Years Would Amount To The Same.

Let Us, Then, Take Our Compass; We Are Something, And We Are Not Everything. The Nature Of Our Existence Hides From Us The Knowledge Of First Beginnings Which Are Born Of The Nothing; And The Littleness Of Our Being Conceals From Us The Sight Of The Infinite. Our Intellect Holds The Same Position In The World Of Thought As Our Body Occupies In The Expanse Of Nature.

All Human Evil Comes From A Single Cause, Man's Inability To Sit Still In A Room.

Do You Wish People To Speak Well Of You? Then Do Not Speak At All Yourself.

Let Man Reawake And Consider What He Is Compared With The Reality Of Things; Regard Himself Lost In This Remote Corner Of Nature; And From The Tiny Cell Where He Lodges, To Wit The Universe, Weigh At Their True Worth Earth, Kingdoms, Towns, Himself. What Is A Man Face To Face With Infinity?