Happiness Is So Nonsynonymous With Joy Or

All Political Arrangements, In That They Have To Bring A Variety Of Widely-discordant Interests Into Unity And Harmony, Necessarily Occasion Manifold Collisions. From These Collisions Spring Misproportions Between Men's Desires And Their Powers; And From These, Transgressions. The More Active The State Is, The Greater Is The Number Of These.

True Resignation, Which Always Brings With It The Confidence That Unchangeable Goodness Will Make Even The Disappointment Of Our Hopes, And The Contradictions Of Life, Conducive To Some Benefit, Casts A Grave But Tranquil Light Over The Prospect Of Even A Toilsome And Troubled Life.

Among Men Who Are Really Free, Every Form Of Industry Becomes More Rapidly Improved - All The Arts Flourish More Gracefully - All The Sciences Extend Their Range.

The Very Variety Arising From The Union Of Numbers Of Individuals Is The Highest Good Which Social Life Can Confer, And This Variety Is Undoubtedly Lost In Proportion To The Degree Of State Interference.

Natural Objects Themselves, Even When They Make No Claim To Beauty, Excite The Feelings, And Occupy The Imagination. Nature Pleases, Attracts, Delights, Merely Because It Is Nature. We Recognize In It An Infinite Power.