Prejudice Is The Sole Author Of Infamies:

'til The Infallibility Of Human Judgements Shall Have Been Proved To Me, I Shall Demand The Abolition Of The Penalty Of Death.

The Most Fortunate Of Persons Is He Who Has The Most Means To Satisfy His Vagaries.

There Is No More Lively Sensation Than That Of Pain; Its Impressions Are Certain And Dependable, They Never Deceive As May Those Of The Pleasure Women Perpetually Feign And Almost Never Experience.

Thread Of Their Days Without Pity, And In The Midst Of Life, Without Ever Concerning Themselves With This Fatal Moment, Living As Though They Were To Exist For Ever, They Disappear Into The Obscure Cloud Of Immortality, Uncertain Of The Fate Which Lies In Store For Them.

There Is A Kind Of Pleasure Which Comes From Sacrilege Or The Profanation Of The Objects Offered Us For Worship.