The eternal silence of these infinite spaces frightens me.

Nature is an infinite sphere of which the center is everywhere and the circumference nowhere.

The finite is annihilated in the presence of the infinite, and becomes a pure nothing. So our spirit before God, so our justice before divine justice.

Through space the universe encompasses and swallows me up like an atom; through thought I comprehend the world.

The weather and my mood have little connection. I have my foggy and my fine days within me; my prosperity or misfortune has little to do with the matter.

Vanity of science. Knowledge of physical science will not console me for ignorance of morality in time of affliction, but knowledge of morality will always console me for ignorance of physical science.