Pleasant it is, when over a great sea the winds trouble the waters, to gaze from shore upon another's great tribulation; not because any man's troubles are a delectable joy, but because to perceive you are free of them yourself is pleasant.
Such are the heights of wickedness to which men are driven by religion.
The sum of all sums is eternity.
In the midst of the fountain of wit there arises something bitter, which stings in the very flowers.
So potent was religion in persuading to evil deeds.
Life is one long struggle in the dark.
