To scorn philosophy is truly to philosophize.
Flies are so mighty that they win battles, paralyse our minds, eat up our bodies.
Most of the evils of life arise from man's being unable to sit still in a room.
I can readily conceive of a man without hands or feet; and I could conceive of him without a head, if experience had not taught me that by this he thinks, Thought then, is the essence of man, and without this we cannot conceive of him.
Desire and force between them are responsible for all our actions; desire causes our voluntary acts, force our involuntary.
Some vices only lay hold of us by means of others, and these, like branches, fall on removal of the trunk.
Notwithstanding the sight of all our miseries, which press upon us and take us by the throat, we have an instinct which we cannot repress, and which lifts us up.
Continued eloquence is wearisome.
Nothing is so insufferable to man as to be completely at rest, without passions, without business, without diversion, without study. He then feels his nothingness, his forlornness, his insufficiency, his dependence, his weakness, his emptiness. There will immediately arise from the depth of his heart weariness, gloom, sadness, fretfulness, vexation, despair.
That something so obvious as the vanity of the world should be so little recognized that people find it odd and surprising to be told that it is foolish to seek greatness; that is most remarkable.
Making fun of philosophy is really philosophising.
Since [man] is infinitely removed from comprehending the extremes, the end of things and their beginning are hopelessly hidden from him in an impenetrable secret; he is equally incapable of seeing the nothing from which he was made, and the infinite in which he is swallowed up.
The exterior must be joined to the interior to obtain anything from God, that is to say, we must kneel, pray with the lips, and soon, in order that proud man, who would not submit himself to God, may be now subject to the creature.
Nature has made all her truths independent of one another. Our art makes one dependent on the other. But this is not natural. Each keeps its own place.
The great mass of people judge well of things, for they are in natural ignorance, which is man's true state.
I cannot forgive Descartes. In all his philosophy he would have been quite willing to dispense with God. But he had to make Him give a fillip to set the world in motion; beyond this, he has no further need of God.
Who dispenses reputation? Who makes us respect and revere persons, works, laws, the great? Who but this faculty of imagination? All the riches of the earth are inadequate without its approval.
Admiration spoils all from infancy.
Nothing is more dastardly than to act with bravado toward God.
I can approve of those only who seek in tears for happiness.
Is it courage in a dying man to go, in weakness and in agony, to affront an almighty and eternal God?
The gist is that good and evil are foreordained. What is foreordained comes necessarily to be after a prior act of divine volition...Rather, everything small and large is written and comes to be in a known and expected measure.
Concupiscence and force are the source of all our actions; concupiscence causes voluntary actions, force involuntary ones.
The imagination enlarges little objects so as to fill our souls with a fantastic estimate; and, with rash insolence, it belittles the great to its own measure, as when talking of God.
That which makes us go so far for love is that we never think that we might have need of anything besides that which we love.
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