It Is Raining Bombs On The House

To Attempt The Destruction Of Our Passions Is The Height Of Folly. What A Noble Aim Is That Of The Zealot Who Tortures Himself Like A Madman In Order To Desire Nothing, Love Nothing, Feel Nothing, And Who, If He Succeeded, Would End Up A Complete Monster!

All Abstract Sciences Are Nothing But The Study Of Relations Between Signs.

And His Hands Would Plait The Priest's Entrails, For Want Of A Rope, To Strangle Kings.

Integrity Is The Evidence Of All Civil Virtues.

If There Were A Reason For Preferring The Christian Religion To Natural Religion, It Would Be Because The Former Offers Us, On The Nature Of God And Man, Enlightenment That The Latter Lacks. Now, This Is Not At All The Case; For Christianity, Instead Of Clarifying, Gives Rise To An Infinite Multitude Of Obscurities And Difficulties.