Why Is There Anything At All Rather

For Things Remain Possible, Even If God Does Not Choose Them. Indeed, Even If God Does Not Will Something To Exist, It Is Possible For It To Exist, Since, By Its Nature, It Could Exist If God Were To Will It To Exist.

Indeed In General I Hold That There Is Nothing Truer Than Happiness, And Nothing Happier And Sweeter Than Truth.

All The Different Classes Of Beings Which Taken Together Make Up The Universe Are, In The Ideas Of God Who Knows Distinctly Their Essential Gradations, Only So Many Ordinates Of A Single Curve So Closely United That It Would Be Impossible To Place Others Between Any Two Of Them, Since That Would Imply Disorder And Imperfection. Thus Men Are Linked With The Animals, These With The Plants And These With The Fossils Which In Turn Merge With Those Bodies Which Our Senses And Our Imagination Represent To Us As Absolutely Inanimate.

The Monad, Of Which We Shall Speak Here, Is Nothing But A Simple Substance Which Enters Into Compounds; Simple, That Is To Say, Without Parts.

There Never Is Absolute Birth Nor Complete Death, In The Strict Sense, Consisting In The Separation Of The Soul From The Body. What We Call Births Are Developments And Growths, While What We Call Deaths Are Envelopments And Diminutions.