Some who are far from atheists, may make themselves merry with that conceit of thousands of spirits dancing at once upon a needle's point.

Truth and love are two of the most powerful things in the world; and when they both go together they cannot easily be withstood.

Truth is the most unbending and uncompliable, the most necessary, firm, immutable, and adamantine thing in the world.

Things are sullen, and will be as they are, whatever we think them or wish them to be.

Sense is a line, the mind is a circle. Sense is like a line which is the flux of a point running out from itself, but intellect like a circle that keeps within itself.

Knowledge is not a passion from without the mind, but an active exertion of the inward strength, vigor and power of the mind, displaying itself from within.

Now all the knowledge and wisdom that is in creatures, whether angels or men, is nothing else but a participation of that one eternal, immutable and increased wisdom of God.

The true knowledge or science which exists nowhere but in the mind itself, has no other entity at all besides intelligibility; and therefore whatsoever is clearly intelligible, is absolutely true.

True zeal is an ignis lambeus, a soft and gentle flame, that will not scorch one's hand.

The golden beams of truth and the silken cords of love, twisted together, will draw men on with a sweet violence, whether they will or not.

A good conscience is the best looking-glass of heaven.

Love was that way. You could not render it in black or white. It always came down to the strange, blended shades of grey.

Everyone who is not happy must be shot.

Travel is the treasure of time.

There is nothing which can better deserve your patronage, than the promotion of science and literature. Knowledge is in every country the surest basis of public happiness.

My mom was a great tennis player, and I remember being six or seven years old watching Steffi Graf and Monica Seles in Wimbledon in my house. I've always been a tennis fan.

The great bell of Beaulieu was ringing. Far away through the forest might be heard its musical clangor and swell.

They say that God is in the details. Then again, they also say that the Devil is in the details. Boy, talk about awkward.

When you do not consciously relate to your body, your mind does not relate consciously to you.

I like actors very much, but to marry one would be like marrying your brother. You look too much alike in the mirror.

Consciousness is a fascinating but elusive phenomenon: it is impossible to specify what it is, what it does, or why it evolved. Nothing worth reading has been written on it.