Two Things Control Men's Nature, Instinct And

The Sweetness Of Glory Is So Great That, Join It To What We Will, Even To Death, We Love It.

The Sole Cause Of All Human Misery Is The Inability Of People To Sit Quietly In Their Rooms.

The Finite Is Annihilated In The Presence Of The Infinite, And Becomes A Pure Nothing. So Our Spirit Before God, So Our Justice Before Divine Justice.

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

Orthodoxy On One Side Of The Pyrenees May Be Heresy On The Other.