If one judges love by the majority of its effects, it is more like hatred than friendship. The intellect is always fooled by the heart. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but love.
Happiness is beneficial or the body, but it is grief that develops the powers of the mind.
We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. The great task in life is to find reality. I think therefore I am. Imagination is more important than knowledge. What we call a mind is nothing but a heap or collection of different perceptions, untied together by certain relations and supposed, though falsely, to be endowed with a perfect simplicity and identify.