To Love Is To Place Happiness In

The Past Is Pregnant With The Present.

Nihil Est Sine Ratione. There Is Nothing Without A Reason.

We May Say, That Not Only The Soul (the Mirror Of An Indestructible Universe) Is Indestructible, But Also The Animal Itself Is, Although Its Mechanism Is Frequently Destroyed In Parts.

Music Is Nothing But Unconscious Arithmetic.

I Do Not Believe That A World Without Evil, Preferable In Order To Ours, Is Possible; Otherwise It Would Have Been Preferred. It Is Necessary To Believe That The Mixture Of Evil Has Produced The Greatest Possible Good: Otherwise The Evil Would Not Have Been Permitted. The Combination Of All The Tendencies To The Good Has Produced The Best; But As There Are Goods That Are Incompatible Together, This Combination And This Result Can Introduce The Destruction Of Some Good, And As A Result Some Evil.