Blaise Pascal

If we examine our thoughts, we shall find them always occupied with the past and the future.

We like security: we like the pope to be infallible in matters of faith, and grave doctors to be so in moral questions so that we can feel reassured.

Faith embraces many truths which seem to contradict each other.

Faith certainly tells us what the senses do not, but not the contrary of what they see it is above, not against them.

Faith is different from proof the latter is human, the former is a Gift from God.

It is the heart which perceives God and not the reason. That is what faith is: God perceived by the heart, not by the reason.

Faith indeed tells what the senses do not tell, but not the contrary of what they see. It is above them and not contrary to them.

In faith there is enough light for those who want to believe and enough shadows to blind those who don't.

Belief is a wise wager. Granted that faith cannot be proved, what harm will come to you if you gamble on its truth and it proves false? If you gain, you gain all if you lose, you lose nothing. Wager,…

Two things control men's nature, instinct and experience.

The charm of fame is so great that we like every object to which it is attached, even death.

Our nature consists in motion complete rest is death.

As men are not able to fight against death, misery, ignorance, they have taken it into their heads, in order to be happy, not to think of them at all.

Time heals griefs and quarrels, for we change and are no longer the same persons. Neither the offender nor the offended are any more themselves.

Nothing is so intolerable to man as being fully at rest, without a passion, without business, without entertainment, without care.

Imagination disposes of everything it creates beauty, justice, and happiness, which are everything in this world.

Chance gives rise to thoughts, and chance removes them no art can keep or acquire them.

It is the fight alone that pleases us, not the victory.

The struggle alone pleases us, not the victory.

All men's miseries derive from not being able to sit in a quiet room alone.