The eternal silence of these infinite spaces fills me with dread.
If all men knew what each said of the other, there would not be four friends in the world.
Two excesses: to exclude reason, to admit nothing but reason.
Men never do evil so fully and cheerfully as when we do it out of conscience.
Atheism shows strength of mind, but only to a certain degree.
Justice is what is established; and thus all our established laws will necessarily be regarded as just without examination, since they are established.
The charm of fame is so great that we like every object to which it is attached, even death.
The strength of a man's virtue must not be measured by his efforts, but by his ordinary life.
There are only two kinds of men: the righteous who think they are sinners and the sinners who think they are righteous.
Man is neither angel nor beast, and the unfortunate thing is that he who would play the angel plays the beast.
Men despise religion; they hate it and fear it is true.
Nature has some perfections to show that she is the image of God, and some defects, to show that she is only His image.
For, I ask, what is man in Nature? A cypher compared with the Infinite, an All compared with Nothing, a mean between nothing and all.
The eternal silence of these infinite spaces terrifies me.
The heart has its reasons which reason knows nothing of.
It is a funny sort of justice whose limits are marked by a river; true on this side of the Pyrenees, false on the other.
If God does not exist, one will lose nothing by believing in him, while if he does exist, one will lose everything by not believing.
