'til The Infallibility Of Human Judgements Shall

The Primary And Most Beautiful Of Nature's Qualities Is Motion, Which Agitates Her At All Times, But This Motion Is Simply A Perpetual Consequence Of Crimes, She Conserves It By Means Of Crimes Only.

Religions Are The Cradles Of Despotism.

Are Not Laws Dangerous Which Inhibit The Passions? Compare The Centuries Of Anarchy With Those Of The Strongest Legalism In Any Country You Like And You Will See That It Is Only When The Laws Are Silent That The Greatest Actions Appear.

Let Us Give Ourselves Indiscriminately To Everything Our Passions Suggest, And We Will Always Be Happy...conscience Is Not The Voice Of Nature But Only The Voice Of Prejudice.

How Delightful Are The Pleasures Of The Imagination! In Those Delectable Moments, The Whole World Is Ours; Not A Single Creature Resists Us, We Devastate The World, We Repopulate It With New Objects Which, In Turn, We Immolate. The Means To Every Crime Is Ours, And We Employ Them All, We Multiply The Horror A Hundredfold.