Time Heals Griefs And Quarrels, For We

To Go Beyond The Bounds Of Moderation Is To Outrage Humanity.

Fashion Is A Tyrant From Which Nothing Frees Us. We Must Suit Ourselves To Its Fantastic Tastes. But Being Compelled To Live Under Its Foolish Laws, The Wise Man Is Never The First To Follow, Nor The Last To Keep It.

That A Religion May Be True, It Must Have Knowledge Of Our Nature.

When A Natural Discourse Paints A Passion Or An Effect, One Feels Within Oneself The Truth Of What One Reads, Which Was There Before, Although One Did Not Know It. Hence One Is Inclined To Love Him Who Makes Us Feel It, For He Has Not Shown Us His Own Riches, But Ours. ...such Community Of Intellect That We Have With Him Necessarily Inclines The Heart To Love.

Excuse Me, Pray." Without That Excuse I Would Not Have Known There Was Anything Amiss.