To Love Is To Find Pleasure In

Now, As There Is An Infinity Of Possible Universes In The Ideas Of God, And As Only One Of Them Can Exist, There Must Be A Sufficient Reason For God's Choice, Which Determines Him Toward One Rather Than Another. And This Reason Can Be Found Only In The Fitness, Or The Degrees Of Perfection, That These Worlds Contain, Since Each Possible Thing Has The Right To Claim Existence In Proportion To The Perfection It Involves.

The Pleasure We Obtain From Music Comes From Counting, But Counting Unconsciously. Music Is Nothing But Unconscious Arithmetic.

Of What Use Would It Be To You, Sir, To Become King Of China On Condition That You Forgot What You Have Been? Would It Not Be The Same As If God, At The Same Time He Destroyed You, Created A King In China?

Nothing Is Necessitated Whose Opposite Is Possible.

To Love Is To Be Delighted By The Happiness Of Someone, Or To Experience Pleasure Upon The Happiness Of Another. I Define This As True Love.