The immortality of the soul is a matter which is of so great consequence to us and which touches us so profoundly that we must have lost all feeling to be indifferent about it.

The greatness of man is great in that he knows himself to be wretched. A tree does not know itself to be wretched.

The charm of fame is so great that we like every object to which it is attached, even death.

Happiness is neither without us nor within us. It is in God, both without us and within us.

Imagination disposes of everything it creates beauty, justice, and happiness, which are everything in this world.