Poetry is the music of the soul, and, above all, of great and feeling souls. — Voltaire Copy Share Image
I acknowledge that four thousand volumes of metaphysics will not teach us what our soul is. — Voltaire Copy Share Image
It is love; love, the comfort of the human species, the preserver of the universe, the soul of all sentient beings, love,… — Voltaire Copy Share Image
The man who says to me, "Believe as I do, or God will damn you," will presently say, "Believe as I do,… — Voltaire Copy Share Image
What then do you call your soul? What idea have you of it? You cannot of yourselves, without revelation, admit the existence… — Voltaire Copy Share Image
Sensual pleasure passes and vanishes, but the friendship between us, the mutual confidence, the delight of the heart, the enchantment of the… — Voltaire Copy Share Image
“The very essence of things is totally changed. You neither are agreed upon the definition of the soul nor on that of… — Voltaire Copy Share Image
Let us therefore reject all superstition in order to become more human; but in speaking against fanaticism, let us not imitate the… — Voltaire Copy Share Image
In every province, the chief occupations, in order of importance, are lovemaking, malicious gossip, and talking nonsense. — Voltaire Copy Share Image
Fanaticism, to which men are so much inclined, has always served not only to render them more brutalized but more wicked. — Voltaire Copy Share Image
It is with books as with men: a very small number play a great part, the rest are lost in the multitude. — Voltaire Copy Share Image
Meslier was the most singular phenomenon ever seen among all the meteors fatal to the Christian religion. — Voltaire Copy Share Image
Every sensible man, every honorable man, must hold the Christian sect in horror." "Christianity is the most ridiculous, the most absurd and bloody religion… — Voltaire Copy Share Image
Being unable to make people more reasonable, I preferred to be happy away from them — Voltaire Copy Share Image
When his highness sends a ship to Egypt, does he trouble his head whether the mice on board are at their ease or not? — Voltaire Copy Share Image
Madness is to think of too many things in succession too fast, or of one thing too exclusively. — Voltaire Copy Share Image
God gave us the gift of life; it is up to us to give ourselves the gift of living well. — Voltaire Copy Share Image
