If time is money, it seems moral to save time, above all one's own, and such parsimony is excused by consideration for others. One is straight-forward.

None of the abstract concepts comes closer to fulfilled utopia than that of eternal peace.

Love is the power to see similarity in the dissimilar.

The good man is he who rules himself as he does his own property: his autonomous being is modelled on material power.

The almost insoluble task is to let neither the power of others, nor our own powerlessness, stupefy us.