We are usually convinced more easily by reasons we have found ourselves than by those which have occurred to others.
No one dies so poor that he does not leave something behind.
Happiness is neither within us only, or without us; it is the union of ourselves with God.
If we do not know ourselves to be full of pride, ambition, lust, weakness, misery, and injustice, we are indeed blind. And if, knowing this, we do not desire deliverance, what can we say of a man…?
All men seek happiness. This is without exception. Whatever different means they employ, they all tend to this end. The cause of some going to war, and of others avoiding it, is the same desire in both, attended with different views. The will never takes the least step but to this object. This is the motive of every action of every man, even of those who hang themselves.
The eternal being exists for ever if he once exists.
I have only made this letter longer because I have not had the time to make it shorter.”
(Letter 16, 1657)
Truth is so obscure in these times, and falsehood so established, that, unless we love the truth, we cannot know it.
What a Chimera is man! What a novelty, a monster, a chaos, a contradiction, a prodigy! Judge of all things, an imbecile worm; depository of truth, and sewer of error and doubt; the glory and refuse of the universe.
All man’s miseries derive from not being able to sit quietly in a room alone.