It Is Always By Way Of Pain

Love Is Stronger Than Pride

The Primary And Most Beautiful Of Nature's Qualities Is Motion

I Want To Be The Victim Of His Errors.

What Do I See In The God Of That Infamous Sect If Not An Inconsistent And Barbarous Being, Today The Creator Of A World Of Destruction He Repents Of Tomorrow; What Do I See There But A Frail Being Forever Unable To Bring Man To Heel And Force Him To Bend A Knee. This Creature, Although Emanated From Him, Dominates Him, Knows How To Offend Him And Thereby Merit Torments Eternally! What A Weak Fellow, This God!

Virtue Can Procure Only An Imaginary Happiness; True Felicity Lies Only In The Senses, And Virtue Gratifies None Of Them.