What Is More Immoral Than War?

Happiness Lies Neither In Vice Nor In Virtue; But In The Manner We Appreciate The One And The Other, And The Choice We Make Pursuant To Our Individual Organization.

Cruelty, Very Far From Being A Vice, Is The First Sentiment Nature Injects In Us All.

There Are Thorns Everywhere, But Along The Path Of Vice, Roses Bloom Above Them.

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

If The Objects Who Serve Us Feel Ecstacy, They Are Much More Often Concerned With Themselves Than With Us, And Our Own Enjoyment Is Consequently Impaired. The Idea Of Seeing Another Person Experience The Same Pleasure Reduces One To A Kind Of Equality Which Spoils The Unutterable Charms That Come From Despotism.