What A Miserable World!--trouble If We Love,

Man Is So Muddled, So Dependent On The Things Immediately Before His Eyes, That Every Day Even The Most Submissive Believer Can Be Seen To Risk The Torments Of The Afterlife For The Smallest Pleasure.

All Pain Is A Punishment, And Every Punishment Is Inflicted For Love As Much As For Justice.

Every Country Has The Government It Deserves.

In The Whole Vast Dome Of Living Nature There Reigns An Open Violence, A Kind Of Prescriptive Fury Which Arms All The Creatures To Their Common Doom: As Soon As You Leave The Inanimate Kingdom You Find The Decree Of Violent Death Inscribed On The Very Frontiers Of Life.

Man In General, If Reduced To Himself, Is Too Wicked To Be Free.